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Jun 2013
You paint your lips so that maybe he'll kiss you
Pick your most provocative dress so that he couldn't miss you
You claw at his heels so he'll know your devotion
And all he does is laugh heartily

As if you were trying to hold back the Ocean

He doesn't love you, but there is no proof that will do
Until every last ounce of love has been beaten out of you
So you come home to me and I help you clean
The mascara as it runs like a stream down your cheeks

And it hurts me...but I'll never let you see

I keep a stern face and a light heart
I tell you you're wonderful
That it isn't your fault
That soon enough he'll see how sweet you are and he'll appreciate your needs

Let's just imagine how wonderful that would be!

Now I feel like a Villian in the most dastardly sense
Because you're smiling and I KNOW that I'm lying
I can't let him hurt you anymore
I know that you'll hate me, but I'll know that you're safe

That's a trade that I'm willing to make

So I put you to bed, smeared make-up still staining your beautiful head
I say my last prayer and away I go
Stopping only at the threshold to gaze upon you once more, my love
At this moment my purpose was clear -I finally knew why I was here

To be used and discarded...

I spotted him walking home, some ridiculous ***** on his arm
He was completely oblivious, not in the least alarmed
As he spun her to steal your kiss, to give her the "love"
That you'd sacrificed so much for...

I was so angry with you

As they were *******, they never even knew
That there was a me who really did love you
As I tip-toed closer, my heart went still
My blade did the work, I was just the overseer

That blade had never plunged deeper!

Moans turned to screams as the crimson set free
The terror to which being heartless inevitably leads
As I did my work, I couldn't help but wonder
Could he be convicted for not wanting you as his lover?

Why hadn't I thought of this earlier?

The window was open and through it I crawled
I stood on the ledge, I didn't dare look down
I looked straight ahead and I saw you standing in mid-air
I took the step, and you laughed

As if I were trying to hold back the Ocean...
Ishmyre of the Inferiors
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Ishmyre of the Inferiors  9th Ring of Saturn Box 7
(9th Ring of Saturn Box 7)   
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