GUY TO GIRL

I WONDER WHY

A LOOK

AS HE TOUCHES YOUR THIGH

HE IS NOT REAL

LOVE IS NOT REAL

WHO WILL SAVE ME FROM THIS WICKED PLACE

THERE IS NO SAVIOUR

JUST WICKED MEN

A SCRATCH ON YOUR EYE

YOU LOOK AROUND

ALL IS UNRESPONSIVE

HOW DID WE GET HERE

HOW CAN I GET AWAY FROM HERE

YOU REMEMBER THAT NIGHT

WHERE HE PUSHED YOU UP AGAINST A WALL

AND PUT HIS FINGER IN YOU

BEFORE YOU LEFT

HOW DID WE GET HERE

HOW HAVE I STILL NOT FORGOTTEN

LOVE SICK NESS

IS THE WORST

SICK NESS

YOU GROW AND REALISE EVERYTHING IS GREY

YOUR NOT A NEW SHINY PERSON ANYMORE

YOUR NOT IMPRESSIVE COLOURFUL OR BEAUTIFUL

JUST GREY

LIKE EVERYTHING THAT SURROUNDS YOU

THERE IS MEANT TO BE MORE MEANING THAN THIS

THAN A DICK IN BETWEEN YOUR THIGHS

NOTHING MUCH TO REMEMBER

BUT UNABLE TO FORGET

THE SINKING REALISATION

WHEN LOVE IS JUST A FEELING

ITS NOT A REAL THING

SCRAPE MY EYES

SOULS LIE HERE DISSAPOINTED

AND CREATE MORE DISSAPOINTMENT FOR EACH OTHER

I THOUGHT OUR SOULS CONNECTED

WHEN YOU SAW INTO THE SHADOW OF MY EYE

MEN ARE CRUEL

BUT THIS WORLD IS CRUELER

WHY DOES EVERYONE SIT IN SILENCE

LIFE CAN BE SWEET

BUT IT SEEMS IMPOSSIBLE

WHEN THE INGREDIENTS ARE PUTRID

IM LOST

WERE LOST

AND OCCASIONALLY SOMEONE IS LOST IN LOVE

LIKE THAT NIGHT IN HIS ROOM

FOR NOW

I SEEM

TO BE

ON A DESTRUCTIVE TREMOR

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