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Garrick Styles Feb 2018
You broke me you took me to the woodshed and you killed me your words shot me right in the heart  point blank range no remorse so cold oh baby why I loved you I adored you I'd give you the world but I guess that wasn't enough for you because you left me

You broke me you took me to the woodshed and you killed. Me your words shot me point blank range no remorse so cold what did I do to deserve this the only crime I committed was loving you too much you and yet I still love you even though you

You broke me you took me to the woodshed and you killed your words shot me point blank range no remorse and yet I loved you so much there's nothing I wouldn't do for you if you needed a shoulder to cry on I was there my love had no limits but I guess that wasn't enough for you because you

You broke me you took me to the woodshed and killed me your words shot me point blank range no remorse so cold oh baby why I love you I adored you I'd give you the world but I guess that wasn't enough because you left ......
solfang Dec 2017
I wish to be
an infamous serial killer,
that targets love-thirsty men.

I mean,
wouldn't it be interesting
to slash through their hearts,
with sharp, flirtation glances,
or cutting through entrails
to look for stomach butterflies,

what about blowing up their minds,
when I don't respond to convos,
and kneeing them with shrugs
till they beg for attention.

alas,
I was victimised,
before I can even morph into
a cold-blooded murderer myself
then I realise my looks are not good enough for it. oh well.
Apollo Hayden Jan 2017
I'm just a stranger...
even a ghost I could be.
Lingering around, hoping that the sound of my voice can bring back memories of me.
Not even a whisper sounds familiar, and my touch that used to reach becomes frozen, then my heart shatters to the ground.
They should call you Mrs. Freeze.

— The End —