GET AWAY
I think you're infected and you're gonna kill me, You're sick with no mask, coughin', keep your distance, The brain dies at home for months, Degraded surrounded by four walls, Take a look inside my soul, Demons have seeped there through a black hole, They devour it to the last bit, They stuck the knife in there, stuck deep, I completely lost all emotions, My heart rusted, Is someone offering help? I don't trust him, I can't make a deal I've nothin' to sell I'D BE BETTER OFF IF YOU DISAPPEAR, YOU'RE LYNCHIN' MY SOUL INTO TINY PIECES, I TOLD YOU TO GET AWAY FROM ME, BUT YOU'RE GON' TORTURE ME, DON'T LIE TO ME THAT YOU'RE GONNA CURE ME, I DON'T NEED YOUR TRAPS, I SUSPECT THAT I'LL BREAK MY ANKLE WITH A TRAP AFTER THIS STEP Is this all I get from your help? After that, you think I'll feel fucking well? I'M FALLING WITH YOU EVEN DEEPER INTO NOTHINGNESS, OVER THE PAST YEARS, I'VE NOT DOUBTED FOR A SECOND THAT LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, THIS BAG WITH A HOLE CALLED A HOE, I CANNOT LOVE IT, SHE WILL SUCK ALL THE JUICES WITH MONEY OUT OF ME GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU AN AWFUL BITCH...
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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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