Bellis Tart · Jan 26, 2011
you can't mix apples and hipsters

I wanna rip your heart out
  just like you did mine
and dance around it singing
  oozing my personality of slime
I wanna lie right to your face
  pretending that I care
and say I'll always be your friend
  but never actually be there
I just wanna use you
  for all my selfish gains
and take all I can from you
  leaving only regrets and pains
I wanna be vague, darlin'
  inhuman; never feeling a thing
I'll be fake, hollow and crude
  I'll salt your wounds and make 'em sting!

(c) 25/01/11
 
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