((ok, this is kind of a poem, kind of a message to someone... I will not name who it is though...))
You lied to me,
You thought I believed?
What am I an idiot?
You said you cared,
But you just lied,
Am I an idiot now?
You said you didn't,
But I know you did,
Do you think I'm an idiot now?
You said you would never,
But you did anyhow,
You just lied, and thought I was an idiot.
I hate you for it and you will pay,
There will be nothing left of you but a spec of dust,
Just like you left me.
So you thought I was an idiot,
You were the idiot,
You just made this world, more of an idiot's parade.
I hope you burn in hell,
For thinking I would believe,
For thinking,
What am I an idiot?
((hope you like, and if you're reading this and you know who you are, then I'm coming for you boy...))
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The Lies She Wrote
Lost within the deep confines of her mind, the girl wrote about her life as best she could. Despite the fact that over half of what she wrote was a total and complete lie. [no, that doesn't apply to me...]
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