im finding out what its like to be
wrong…wrong with i oath to be
a heart covered in unhealing wounds
and broken scars
maybe if this heart stops beating
its will end this agony
and i will never feel so stupidly betrayed again
i wont get it to your perfect life again
why did i ever dreamed of this
i know its hopeless and amusing
but you really made me believe you un willingly
now im just a faded shadow at your doormat
the pressure brought by your heavy steps
has torn and shattered every hope in me
as i sit numb and unable to react
stabbed bruttaly at my back
heard you laugh with the group
as i was sarcastically laughing
an inoccent victim of the killing
murmured again…”funny joke”
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