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Jan 2019
I'm not perfect
I never said I was
And this pedestal you put me on
Makes me feel not good enough
I'm afraid of heights
I know I'm going to fall
When you find out what I really am
We're going to lose it all

These broken wings
These torn up things
A crown of lies atop my head
My horns poking through
So sad but so true
I wish I was dead

I'm no good for you
She's coming out to play
Satan's *****
Animate once more
Here to ruin the day
A Love For Hatred
Written by
A Love For Hatred  38/F/Mercersburg PA
(38/F/Mercersburg PA)   
     sky-blue and Pax
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