The Emotion Which Is You

I am so sick of that same sad song
The abuse is strengthened
Growing resentment
Another dirty lie
You make it hard to breathe
Creeping in like a bad disease
We play tug of war
And the power is not yours this time dirty boy
You never fight fair
Nor are you there
Expect me to kiss your ass
While you play bad ass
But no no no
Not this time
I am dealing the deviant hand
And your not going to be the man
Your the loser in the end



About Into Oblivion

It's a midnight Kiss from Hell A sweet spell that Poetry sells to my shadowy mind I just like writing random poetry and shit
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