Untold words
Tiny; Seven times you ripped my heart and seven times i died am not a cat with nine lives and you wonder how i survived? You have my blood tripping in your hands and you still stand there and think that am alive because i stand here and tell you your deceit ? well am just a walking corpse burried in your lies
Ryanne : I was meant to lead you, you blame me for pulling the trigger when you handed me the gun, why are we arguing? You never wanted any of this
Tiny: Neither did you. You have become a shadow of yourself and you can not see the beast you have become.
Ryanne; The monster you created? I loved you, it is painful, our love is never enough.
Tiny ;
- Author: Tiny hrts (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 7th, 2024 11:46
- Category: Sad
- Views: 6
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Opening the door to the unspoken...
Thank you
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