I hate the face starring back at me,
So I smash it into pieces for all to see,
The pieces of my broken soul,
So that I’ll never quite become whole,
I am the fallen,
To far to reach,
But close enough,
To hear your flawed speech,
I want to disappear,
Cut the universe where it’s sheer,
Make it hurt, like it hurt me,
Make it cry, make it scream,
Maybe I’m to lost to be saved,
But I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Remember kiddies,
Happiness is overrated,
It’s much better to be,
Despised and hated. |
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