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You're no good at lying & I'm no good at comebacks.

Because I didn’t want to go down that road again…


I didn’t want to be there anymore
I fought my hardest to break down those walls
And you’d just hurt me again like you did before
The whole time believing you’d never let me fall

But then the world around us came crumbling down
And the only thing you really cared about was your own tragedy
You never even heard her heart break.. You didn’t hear a sound
Too jaded to see that there was so much more right in front of you, hidden,
Stalking you and lurking from within the irony

And all this time I thought I knew
But I’ve never been more wrong
Those walls you built to cover your shame, were built around me… they
Were never meant for you
You built those walls to keep in my pain because your addicted… my pain
Makes you strong

She’s been no more then a prisoner in your life
But she never even had a clue
And in the end, it took the world crashing down around her to finally make her
Realize she was blind
But how was she to know? You stole her sight so long ago, there was
Nothing she could do

You convinced me to tie myself up and beat myself down while you had me
In that diluted state of mind
You had me believing I’d get what I deserved, and that I deserved the pain
Too many times you’d drug me up and toss me down that bottomless rabbit hole
You’d take everything I had, only leaving me enough air to sustain

You left her in that cold, dark hole until her body had succumbed to the torture
And agony.. And just as she gasped for her last breath of air, you clutched her by her
Heart and drug her out by what little was left of her soul
You had it all down, you knew she was fine… her hearts still beating, a little
To slow, but she’s not dead
It was all figured out, it was the perfect crime
Just leave no bruises nor scars nor cuts to mend

I was permanently imprisoned in your little piece of hell as long as I believed
Every word you said, but you were too preoccupied with all your dirty dealings
To notice the cracks forming in the walls and it was just a matter of time…
But you never saw it coming, the perfect disaster looming just over your head
And that castle you built out of broken bones, a last resort to keep your
Demons hidden away
It kept your lies while stealing your secrets as payment for keeping
The truth unsaid

But even a palace can only hide so many mistakes, and soon enough
Those same mistakes became the beginning to your demise… the walls
Gave out, and with them, all your truths you worked so hard to keep hidden were
lead astray
But as those walls tumbled down, something brought her back to reality,
Back to feeling sane
And it was in that moment, among the broken bones and shattered glass,
That she finally caught a glimpse of herself, a chance to see how things
Were before
Though you left not a single bruise nor scar nor cut on her body, she was
Not okay, and she never would be again, for her, nothing will ever be the
Same

Soon after the dust settled, you looked around only to notice all possible
Evidence against you was gone, and thought you were in the clear, nothing left to Worry for
But you made one fatal mistake in your haste to hurt me and cause me
agony
You dropped your most prized possession, your favorite toy.. You left me
With your weapon of choice
Don’t you see the irony?
Now your trapped and scared, and you can scream all you want, but down
Here, you have no voice

Now she wields your shiny little toy, the one you used to make her cry,
The one that made her bleed.
It’s funny how darkness and rage seem to bring the evil in people to life
So try to stop the bleeding, but it’s already to late, but we’ll let you take
One last breath before we proceed
And take a minute to enjoy the irony of being killed by your own knife.


((you should have just killed me when you had the chance))
Written by pixxxiepoet (XKill Me RomanticallyX)
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