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Sep 2018
You were so concerned wether I believed you changed or not,
And when you asked me..
Back then I said "Yes" & trusted your crooked *** anyway,
I guess I wanted so bad to believe that you were actually legit and just for me,

But **** I fell for the *****- trap yet again,
How the f**k after I all that I've been thru believe in love again?
I guess I really wanted to believe that lie again,
Nice to that hope of a Disney fairytail end,

But you were my first,
And you'll be my very LAST mistake I'll EVER make!
*** honestly I can't take the tugs and cuts to my heartstrings again,
How many more times must I piece together uneven pieces of my broken self?
How many more times will I rebuild myself again?

With every break, and bend and stretch of myself more pieces seem to miss,
Pretty soon no glue or stitch will be able to put me back together again,

If you asked me today if I believe you really changed,
My answer would be NO., you just became slicker with your shady ways & that's it,
I once told you were the only person that has treated me decently,
Right now I'll take that back I'm sorry you ARE my biggest regret,

Your the camel the broke the camel's back,
The best **** liar your whole get-down is a hack,

So asked me again What I think of you now,
Well lemme see your a pathological LIAR that spews beautifully crafted lies,
It seems you eat deceit for breakfast I guess you are what you eat,
Like **** your so good at lieying I wonder how you even sleep at night,

Your so blind to your **** ups that even YOU believe your own **** lies!
I guess whatever it takes to catch your Zzzz's at night,
*** you got me so worked up I just wanna put em up and Fight,

You tried to push it all on me,
The usual move every pathological LIAR pulls,

But I've known you for way too long,
And I deligently watch every move, hear every word, see every gesture and store it in the back up storage of my mind,
So your futile games don't play with me,
*** I'm like a predator hiding watching in the brush just waiting silently to pounce at the perfect time so I can take you OUT,

Ask me again what I think of you NOW.
ScaR SavagE
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ScaR SavagE  36/F/LB, CA
(36/F/LB, CA)   
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