he sips on vodka and mercury and smears
illusions on your body and you suck it all
up: you are the girl below him begging for
a taste while he is just having a spot of fun

& you are enamored by his talk of pain while
he kind of likes your talk of pain, but talk
doesn’t make a masochist (and you two are
short a fake sadist; this equation isn’t balanced)

& in the sidelines she sits: the girl you call a
friend (you might’ve even dated her, once)
and she wants him too (and you know it, too,
but you don’t care ‘cause it’s all about you)

(girl, you’ve led a fucked up life but right
now you’re fucking everything else up)

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a/n: I tried to show once again, and it kind of sort of worked at the beginning, but then degenerated and died and I don't know how to fix it.