Broken wings

Withered feelings

Lies of destruction,

Targeted on a Forgotten heart


I knew this was coming

I knew your mind

I knew this would happen

If I started trusting the lies


You played your little game

Did you have fun?

Destroying the hope

That you had brung


You’re just another one

That obstructs my view

I hate you

I want to write it out so many times

I want to run away

So I Never see you


The End

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