You cast me off like rotten cloth and expect that I'll be there, and when the deeds are done and through you look for my caring stare, and shadows hide the things you say and problems that you have, your cowardice is disgusting as is your fake laugh, you rush into your marriages and find love in the arms you barely know, and when it comes and falls apart you blame the world oh no,
tis its fault that things went wrong and why you have no friends, its the wicked people there who used you to pretend, and in the deepest depths of life you blame the others still, when your the worthless fucking bitch that ruined their own world.
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