Saving Face

by pank   Jun 20, 2008


To Jake.
My first. My only.

Voice your lies to save your face.
Break the heart you misplaced.
Watch her die as you kiss her goodbye.
Live the lie and make her cry.
She won't ask for help, even though she needs it.
Make your f u c k i n g promises, break her and sh!t.
Her heart is shattered, showing her she never mattered.
To you, she's weak. To her, she's alive.
Even though the friendliest thing is that f u c k i n g knife.

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