donít pity the man who tells you a sad story

what a picture: you, suckling a heroin teat.

we are all so sorry  
and we understand
youíve been badly treated †
honey itís not your fault  

who could love a man like you? i must be the only one  
who sees through you  
so why would you deceive me  
knowing how i care for you †

who could handle a man like you? †
with what youíve been through †
with the trust Iíve given you †
with the trauma we share †
how could you violate  
my heart so  

thoroughly †

that i wonít trust a soul till I die  

and you will be perversely proud  
that you ruined me  

-itís just how I am, you say  
-i know, says the girl next door  
-itís what I like about you. weíre just the same as each other  

but you will always  
i mean forever  
be the worse  

and she will also leave you
Written by anna_grin (ilchruthach)
Published | Edited 23rd Feb 2020
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