Her pretty face
Should've stayed away
He was always mine.
You do not know
How far I'll go
For your love to decline.
This dance I've swayed,
This game I've played,
***** tricks I'll use.
You've been warned
Next time I'll harm
Be thankful you're just bruised.
Jul 28, 2019
Jul 28, 2019 at 9:32 AM UTC
Her pretty face
Should've stayed away
He was always mine.
You do not know
How far I'll go
For your love to decline.
This dance I've swayed,
This game I've played,
***** tricks I'll use.
You've been warned
Next time I'll harm
Be thankful you're just bruised.
This is reminiscent of a time I was younger and far less moral. A girl I despised and the guy I was in love with (which happened to be my best friend) were starting to like each other. So I became a devious ***** I ruined her reputation and acted like an angel to him. I have him now and although I'm in the wrong, I'm still possessive of him and extremely hostile and wary of her.
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