I overlooked the ugliness within her
and got wounded by her thorns
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every time she pretended to mean well
I felt how bad she truly was for me
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her false smile is effortless
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she keeps a clean record on the surface
and bullies with unfelt niceties
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she knows how to play the good part
that’s how you lose your better judgement
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she profits from the exposure of your wounds
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she feels alive when she infects your wounds
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she is so empty inside
she’ll devour you whole
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she signals how good she is to the world
you should see her eyes when she speaks to me
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cover me cover me cover me
with false niceties
and nobody sees the blade
under the masquerade of goodwill
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I’d have more respect for you
if you’d stand by your actions
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but you still play the good person
after everything you did
how could anyone still believe you
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you go to such great lengths
to maintain your circus of lies
*
polishing yourself
stained glass
blind cowardice
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I’ve stepped into the trap again
and my body shuts down
you’re done, you’re out
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you enjoy the sound of my suffering
you take me in, never wanting it to end
prolonging it, savouring it, and you feel superior
you, a bad actor, a liar, a manipulator
who constantly asks, how are you,
and never ever truly cares about the answer
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you use it against me
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you use it for yourself
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don’t you dare ask me how I am
if you don’t want to hear the truth
Croque-Melpomene 