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never has my heart ached so much as to see the nightmare unfold i have shed the tears only fit for a funeral and when you are done i will be here i will paint colours today as bright as the sky more than rainbows as big as the ******* moon and dip my brush in my tears to clean to rid my deep of you glitter will fill my room and flowers bloom i will play music and shake the earth today i will tear down every wall to wipe you out break every glass and eat the shards so i don't have the ******* taste of you in my mouth rip out my ******* veins to purge your ******* venom i don't know how to unfeel this hate hate hurts and bleeds on my hands and everything i touch will be tainted but i won't have that no ******* way you've danced me in my life long enough **** you my meat suit never looked good on you anyway you didn't even have the opposable thumbs to do the buttons up how do you process hate? it ******* hurts like a foreign body wearing mine again an outpouring of grief upon the ground my heart aches aches i want to take it out
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Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 5:25 AM UTC
if history repeats, that must mean you're an ******* the second time around too.
never has my heart ached so much as to see the nightmare unfold i have shed the tears only fit for a funeral and when you are done i will be here i will paint colours today as bright as the sky more than rainbows as big as the ******* moon and dip my brush in my tears to clean to rid my deep of you glitter will fill my room and flowers bloom i will play music and shake the earth today i will tear down every wall to wipe you out break every glass and eat the shards so i don't have the ******* taste of you in my mouth rip out my ******* veins to purge your ******* venom i don't know how to unfeel this hate hate hurts and bleeds on my hands and everything i touch will be tainted but i won't have that no ******* way you've danced me in my life long enough **** you my meat suit never looked good on you anyway you didn't even have the opposable thumbs to do the buttons up how do you process hate? it ******* hurts like a foreign body wearing mine again an outpouring of grief upon the ground my heart aches aches i want to take it out
history repeats repeats repeats.. like cucumbers :D i still don't feel hate, or anything close for this one, only hate for the things that were done.
littlebear
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Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 5:25 AM UTC
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