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by NoSurvival Jul 29, 2010 category : Sadness, depression / other
Years go by, Nothing changes. Your still the same, Same conniving butthole You say things are different, That youre different, But in honesty, Your not, You might even be worse. I have something for you, Coming this Valentines day. Though you wont accept it, Just like you didnt accept me. This Valentines I have a bullet, Its so shinny, So hard, So cold, Just like you. Come the 14th, This pretty little bullet, This insignificant tiny bullet, Will be in my chest, In my heart, In my memories of you and I