A liability,
In your reality!
Those lines, those lines
O God! They're mine!
Flatter, I flatter
Myself i flatter!
Oh, those words, its to whom,
To who they matter!
Oh, yes, oh they cut
Oh, how they cut!
Oh, yes, they pierce
Like a pair of rusted, half-open, jagged shears!
And oh, they're for you
Bleep - Bleep! Always written for you!
To remind you of me
And the knife you held so cowardly!
Yes, yes, yes, and as you think
You remember, I didn't run off, act scared, even blink!
Piece of shit! Case of maggots! Mess of bile! and your knife!
You really thought in your hand was my life!?
Whence you commit your idiotic mistake...
Why must you?!?
Do you feel it?!? Huh?!?
I pity your miserable life?!?
Why?
It hurts doesn't it?!?
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