I loved him more than myself,
And I lost myself.
Now you get to lose me,
And watch as I smile
As I laugh
As I win.
Oh you thought you could break me sweetheart?
Your so cute.
The worst part? You did break me.
But now, I’ll break you.
And I’ll watch as you fall.
Good luck hurting me again darling,
No one hurts me as much as my own heart.
You can stay and watch as I rise up from the ashes,
A hundred times better,
Than when we began.
- Author: Buglet ( Offline)
- Published: November 29th, 2022 15:44
- Category: Gothic
- Views: 5
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