self destruct

broken wings

withered feelings

lies of destruction

targeted on a forgottenheart

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 brought

your 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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