The starting kiss tasted sour,
I tried to spit you out.
To no avail, I struggled here.
And you whispered before I could shout:
nobody cares, nobody hears, you will always be alone
PUSH me to the floor and beat away my hope.
The irony is clear.
Crystal, crystal, on the floor, a million tiny tears.
Diamond blade, unbreakable, cutting my consciousness.
you took me prisoner, my dear, without even locking the latch.
PUSH me into the corner, now, drill away my naivety.
I keep waiting, waiting, my patience drawing closed.
Why won't Karma eat you now?
He ate me a long time ago.
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