Better off dead they say
Well give me the gun and I’ll end yours.
A cast off with an unruly smile.
Left with nothing but a bag of individuality,
You looked better yesterday.
So drain out my blood,
So I don’t have to choke on your hate.
Leave me the last sip of koolaid.
To reminisce on last nights breakfast
That will turn in today’s tragedies.
All out of refreshments.
Give me a second chance.
Or a second cup.
I can be the source of your hallucinations.
Or I can be your final destination.
Whatever keeps your mind at ease.
Did you ever care?
You left me like a child.
And you come back as a hungry whore.
This diet keeps me away from you.
Your looks can’t hold my heart.
A heart isn’t findable.
Leave this into the ground.
And I promise that you won’t frown.
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