I met you out on a whim.
Revenge in your heart.
Hate in your eyes.
Never any Lies.
You don’t know me.
Revenge is never free.
Now your stuck.
Not knowing what to do.
A curse of hope.
Running through your mind.
Turns out,
Your running out of time.
So hold my hand.
Keep it close.
Blink to fast.
You might over dose.
Because the love I have
Is hard to lose.
It’s not something your ready for.
Nor something you choose.
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 5:54 AM UTC
I met you out on a whim.
Revenge in your heart.
Hate in your eyes.
Never any Lies.
You don’t know me.
Revenge is never free.
Now your stuck.
Not knowing what to do.
A curse of hope.
Running through your mind.
Turns out,
Your running out of time.
So hold my hand.
Keep it close.
Blink to fast.
You might over dose.
Because the love I have
Is hard to lose.
It’s not something your ready for.
Nor something you choose.
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