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Sep 2020
Broke down, pricked my fingers
hoping my blood led to whatever lingers
but if that's how you want to play then hand me the joystick,
it's time I stepped out and played some new music.
I'll sing the song of how I killed myself with only a few bruises
strangled by the rope of your well meaning abuses:

I'll start from the beginning- who else could compare
to the face I beheld, I could only just stare
sunset fell with laughter in the air
pen to page stating you'd always care
'give me the chance, just one dance,
I'll never let you down, never allow you to drown'
I read those lines not knowing they applied to me
but I'd hoped the girl with brown eyes would find you easily
I guess she did, by the looks of it, it wasn't me who fit the bill,  
Hm, well, maybe the swirl is worth the thrill.

But I'm getting ahead of myself, let me rewind a bit,
to a time before today when I wasn't out of it.
You stepped forwards, played chess
hit me with a full press
told me you meant your promises
and your logic kept you from lawlessness
woefully sadistic hypnotic verses spilled
and when you spoke my heart was filled
no words could capture, I believed you limitless
only shrouded by the cloud of the world's bitterness
my only wish was to make you smile
just as you said, "I'd run for miles".
I should've known from the jump just by looking at your friends
a love like ours couldn't be real, it was all pretend.

In her eyes I see the luxuries you couldn't afford to give me,
yet you asked for my everything and I gave it willingly.
I should've known the most beautiful things are haunting
and still I see you, and her, taunting.
So give these words your inspiration
I'm spinning the tale of your own damnation
pride comes before the fall, if only that applied here
If I could I'd save you, but you're too far gone, my dear.
You thought you could spare me and see yourself the victor,
if only this sickness didn't happen, you wouldn't be with her,
but you see, you're to blame for this downfall
cause I remember a certain promise that forbade such protocol.

If ****** want some smoke I'll give them the lighter,
step into the ring, I'm a heavyweight fighter.
It's your game, you started these fires
simple apologies presenting indifference towards your desires.
You posted your words and tears,
and the world gave its lending ears,
Yet when I speak daggers are thrown,
**** *****, shouldn't the truth be known?
You traded me in, no harm in the long run,
I just hope her daddy don't got a ****** gun.
I don't mind the knocking of words in fact I hope they inspire.
(Ladies, don't believe any ******, they all some bullshitting liars)

'Lyssa got her groove back, wish it didn't come to this,
but I hope her touch leaves a scar with every kiss.
I tried to move past this, even contemplated the worst
But I can't leave this earth without spinning one more verse.
Now it's the end I have no words for you,
perhaps at the end of this, I'll become anew.
If you're reading this I know your eyes are turning
I just hope you know by now I ain't afraid of a little burning.
Written by
Aly  25/F
(25/F)   
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