When I look you in your eyes, I want to vomit in disgust. you've abused all of my trust, with the tales that you have thrusted, leaving my heart stale and crusted, you're busted, and erased from my page, I feel RAGE. When I think of you, Sickened to my stomach when I look at you, and your twisted mouth, spewing earth shattering lies, between sick alibis' in between your pathetic cries. What do you want me for? Aren't you tired? Of your own voice? I'll cut out your vocal cords. Aren't you tired, of the same old thing, don't you ever dream? your lies and honesty have become one sick and twisted tale entwined, You dare try to bewitch the spiritually divine?? You are so sick that you believe your own lies. I feel for you, devil. (which is the hebrew word for liar) that you are a victim of your never ending tales. The habitual liar that you are. I have laid down, and become entangled in your web.Birth sign: Aquarius
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