Skinny blues of toxicity
Moral of the story is I'm lonely
Yet aura and lust connects me
To my descriptive writing of poetry
Shakespeare taught me mind games and revenge
But the only revenge I want is you again
Your muscle heart of bordered security
Let me be your beginning
Let me show you that a toy is a toy
But reality comes when you pick your best decoy
Love is a game but I’m a mastermind
Can you be my puppet and my divine
May I help you make those dreams at night
And caress you until your broken inside
Make you think you love me until your screaming goodbye
And realize that I already broke you 100 times