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Call Me Satan Oct 2014
Who are you
to toy with her heart
play with her innocence
tear her apart?

Who are you
to place a kiss
slowly and lovingly
upon her lips?

Who are you
to destroy her after?
You've had your fun
you're filled with laughter.

Who are you
to make her fall in love
promise her the world
let her fly like a dove?

But this dove
doesn't fly anymore.
You destroyed her heart
left her aching and sore.

Now this girl
whose heart you defeated
she doesn't understand
she feels alone and depleted.


To all the girls,
you're not a toy.
You're worth so much more,
than some stupid boy.
  Oct 2014 Call Me Satan
Mirlotta
paint on your
plastic smile
with a brush with
hair like knives

shake off your
crumpled skin
like you're shedding
your disguise
I can find more perfect moments,
In one conversation with you,
Than in everything else I've been through.

I can find more joyful feelings,
In an hour together,
Than I could in the rest of my forever.

I can find more nervous heartbeats,
When you hold my hand,
Than in every trial I've had to withstand.

I can find more calm and comfort,
When you hold me tight,
Than in the warmest bed on the coldest night.

I can find more honest concern,
For me and my health,
From you than I've ever had from anyone else.

I can find more words to say,
But I don't have the time,
And to be honest I'm running out of words that rhyme.
  Oct 2014 Call Me Satan
Chloe-123-x
They stabbed her
Gnawed at her body
Feeding off her every
insecurity.

They punched her
Repeatedly, rhymically
Beating the life and soul
away.

They thought it was funny
They thought it was clever
They thought it was cool

They knew it wasn't correct.

They thought that
taunting with someone's life was a joke
That it was hilarious
to tip somebody over the edge
That it was satisfying
to bring someone down

That it was clever; the way they forced their victim
to
drown.
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