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The path to hell They say it is paved with good intentions I was never quite sure what it meant Or who they were But it felt right So I did not question it And walked on Words are a funny thing Things so similar in composition So different in reality Like ****** And heroine One a dark hole threatening to destroy a life The other a strong woman waiting to save you They said the path to hell is paved with good intentions So I let her try to help I thought she meant well It certainly seemed that way at first But her presence was a poison, weakening me subtly Destroying all of my independent strength Making me reliant on her ****** heroine Only one letter different But by definition, they are worlds apart Or so I thought In my naivete Life has taught me otherwise I know things now At least with ****** you know what you are getting into It doesn't have a pretty facade An alluring smile It is a type of hell But an honest one One that if you commit to, you do in full knowledge Unlike the heroine that killed me Because **** me she did Someone I saw as a hero at first Turned into a villain By the fault of nobody Simple circumstance destroying all The path to hell is paved with good intentions And you can get there via ****** or heroine
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Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 1:22 AM UTC
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The path to hell They say it is paved with good intentions I was never quite sure what it meant Or who they were But it felt right So I did not question it And walked on Words are a funny thing Things so similar in composition So different in reality Like ****** And heroine One a dark hole threatening to destroy a life The other a strong woman waiting to save you They said the path to hell is paved with good intentions So I let her try to help I thought she meant well It certainly seemed that way at first But her presence was a poison, weakening me subtly Destroying all of my independent strength Making me reliant on her ****** heroine Only one letter different But by definition, they are worlds apart Or so I thought In my naivete Life has taught me otherwise I know things now At least with ****** you know what you are getting into It doesn't have a pretty facade An alluring smile It is a type of hell But an honest one One that if you commit to, you do in full knowledge Unlike the heroine that killed me Because **** me she did Someone I saw as a hero at first Turned into a villain By the fault of nobody Simple circumstance destroying all The path to hell is paved with good intentions And you can get there via ****** or heroine
daniel-kenneth
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Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 1:22 AM UTC
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