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only in dreams
would i want to wake up
and see your face
but in reality
if that happend
i feel my stomach dry heaving
cause you make me want
to vomit.
your name has no face
and your face has no clairty
and in this mess of contradiction
that you have left me standing in
your shit
your lies
where do i belong?
i had no part
but yet i feel as though i did
your life
the way you live it
makes no sense
why do i have to belong in it
i dont wanna
i dont wanna
i dont wanna hear your name
(too bad its a common one)
your "feelings" i can honestly say
were bull shit
along with what you say about me
and now,
what you do repeat about me
are 100 percent true
i changed you
pff
for one minute
you could actually tell the truth
yes i did
yes i did
i did it
i might have broken something
but its bull shit about your heart
you never had oine to begin with
so lets not lie to eachother
i forgot
your a lier.
to this person,
you honestly broke MY heart,
i never knew someone could do this to me
and i never knew that i could cry
silently.
fuck your life
fuck you "wife"
and most of all
fuck you.
note: it took me all of less then 2 min to write this
it all had to come out
to bad it sounds like a crappy sick sad ballad
to this person,
i hope when you read it
you find something out of it
for the clueless person that you are
the lier
the bullshitter
the asshole,
in which i am talking about
...
you become REAL
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