you set your own house on fire
and quickly, quickly pointed all your fingers at me
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you invited a wolf into the space we shared
he devoured me instantaneously
and you pretended to apologise
whilst still holding the door open
atoned oh, I didn’t know about his appetite
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I poured my heart and soul into everything I did
no matter how much I enjoyed it or not
and you walked me to the scaffold for that
and she still asks sanctimoniously
are you okay
are you okay
are you okay
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just look at the face when it feigns kindness
you can tell, trust me, you can tell
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the only thing you regret is that you can’t fool people anymore
because now they know, now, at the very least, they know
and that you cannot take away
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you can easily be the devil
when you play the saint
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and nobody would ever suspect you
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you shove your virtues down people’s throats
so that they’re blind to your vices
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I always see the best in people
How dare you abuse that
Croque-Melpomene 