I am freeing myself of your cruel talks
no longer a captive to your opinions or flock
Finally independent of the chaos we spawned
But there is a twist in the truth of the surface beyond;
you are the catalyst for my actions somehow.
Like when i find *** appealing, its for the reassurance now.
i allowed you to desecrate my self-image
Never again. I'm transforming our wreckage.
But the irony in the truth is thereupon
youre what my motivation is based on.
only this time i find what you hated,
trump it for him, and trust me when i say, he loves what ive recreated.
Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 1:23 AM UTC
I am freeing myself of your cruel talks
no longer a captive to your opinions or flock
Finally independent of the chaos we spawned
But there is a twist in the truth of the surface beyond;
you are the catalyst for my actions somehow.
Like when i find *** appealing, its for the reassurance now.
i allowed you to desecrate my self-image
Never again. I'm transforming our wreckage.
But the irony in the truth is thereupon
youre what my motivation is based on.
only this time i find what you hated,
trump it for him, and trust me when i say, he loves what ive recreated.
I realize how much better things are... and I think, "Take that!"
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