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*_the missing link_*
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as soon as they are gathered, my thoughts break, fall, and crash.
because of you, bitch:
because you've come around..
and your bloody haughtiness
stabs and smashes me to nothing
i don't know how to deal with you
i don't think i can deal with you
i don't want to deal with you
your presence is like a fucking curse on my life
and trying to blow the insults away from myself
is utterly impossible
so move away and on, as you will
and i'll see you nowhere
i'll be free from this mess
i'll finally be fucking free
i can't believe the power you have over me. i don't deserve to feel this way, but i can't shake it when someone darts condescending looks at me the way you've done so many bloody times.
have you *any* idea the number of times you've made me weep?
no, you fucking don't. and because of that bloody selfishness of yours,
you couldn't care less.
you're devoid of compassion,
and respect? you've none of that.
i often wonder
why he spends his time on you. but then, i don't know him,
and he could be just as much a fool.
will you ever stop condescendingly staring at me?
will i ever stop bleeding this vinegar
from my eyes?
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