Monday, May 5, 2014

What You've Become
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You hurt me
So it would benefit you
Colour the page
Until the spaces are filled
You made the order
But expect me to pay the bill
Smile or frown
You don’t even care
Not if I’m alive
Not if I’m there
You pretend to laugh
You pretend you hear
You are becoming a monster
And that is what I feared

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