You took advantage
And I don't know how to manage.
You used my body for your pleasures,
You took away my treasures.
I hope you know my pain,
I hope you know thinking about you drives me insane
I'll never be the same
For that, I have you to blame
You took my trust
There was no lust
You took my sanity
With your inhumanity
You took advantage
And I don't know how to manage
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Author:
lovely_writer3 (
Offline) - Published: January 7th, 2016 01:56
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Deep...but nice.
He fucked up Paris, he ruined the beaches, tainted the majitos, blew the moment extraordinaire. Loathe, but do not hate! Hatred is all-consuming and no enemy is worth it. If your circle is unhealthily tight then your moment will come, to reduce him to ashes. Do not waste your life on this piece of horny shit, but do recall, the well-spoken word at the right time will suffice. No one escapes their past.
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