Author: Irony for the Ironic PM
A bit depressing. Wrote it quickly while I was supposed to be doing an assignment.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Words: 107 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-24-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2779038
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You're weak. You crawl. You cower. You're pathetic spawn compared to my power.
You show yourself for what you are, you open up and let yourself scar.
You let yourself be played, over and over. You're my little toy, I use you, break you, and get a new one.
You're worthless; you are merely an object, one that needs be only hurt repeatedly.
You're numb, your mindless, your loveless. You need no nourishment; you crave your own pain, and smoke your own death.
You lay on the floor, your blood flowing intricately forever. Never ending. Never stopping. Forever heartless.