SHE.
See her knifein my back
no, I won't let it rest
how could you say such beautiful words
then take them back
Forget every word
everything
every laugh that was for joy
you can't use my mind
as a playtoy this time
More than you dreamed of ever being
finding yourself in this by deceiving
well I'm tearing your tearing you
Apart.
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