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I see what I do to people now.
I swear to god it's not intentional.
But it always seems like some how
that demon side of me always breaks out.
And angel?
Don't make me laugh.
And angel is the last thing i am.
Perfect?
That's stupid.
Blasphemy, I swear.
God dammit I want to rip out my hair.
See this is why I hate compliments.
Useless lies
and alibi's.

We're going back and forth here
Can't you see it?
Tick tock tick tock; drip drip drip.
It's like an annoying ******** clock that you just want to rip
off the wall
watch it fall
then smash in to a million pieces.
Lets end this game
It's always the ******** same
anyways; we aren't going anywhere
So here's a hundred
For you to forget I was even here.