(You’re dying the tips of your hair
Black, but you’re as black
As you can get)

Your heart keeps beating but I know
You cant feel any of this
And you never did understand, did you?
I’m putting reminders on my skin for
Future times, but this is nothing, nothing -
My pinky finger is full of bows and knots,
But my red smiles (from you, only you) are the
Only things that can make me remember
remember what it is you’ve done to me

youre like that pretty emotional mess
immaculate and precise, but little boy
your breaking point might as well be now because
we’ll snap you in two.
you cant continue with your
im-so-unfortunate façade
because face it kid
the road you’re going down looks empty
and if you run to and from bad and good
you’ll end up stuck 6ft under

& you never will get back out .

whats your weapon now,
feeling pathetic for yourself?
pray to nothing because your god aint there for you honey.
you need to learn kid
you need to learn
before I pull the trigger
and there will be nothing left

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A.N.: Yea i dont particularly mind if you hate this, cause i hate it as well.