Here we are, day by day, passing by, so quickly, you are shy and Im afraid, now it's time to puncture our brains...to puncture... You hurt me and I feel thatI need to hurt you as well. You said so many things that still to this day rip me apart. But, here we are, day by day. Confused and dysfunctional. Heads down in dismay...in dismay. You hurt me and I feel that it's your turn. You beat me, and I feel you shall burn...it's not fair to be judged. So back off baby and keep the posing to yourself... Little posuer, trying to get closer, and steal everything I hold dear inside, my mind and my soul...let it go! No! You will pay, go away! The storm of the day... But here we are, day by day. Fire's raging but that's OK. Trying harder to copy me, no problemo I'll just let you consume me...consume me...consume me...consume me...
Reason for writing:
Listen to the Limp Bizkit song "Counterfeit"
Birth sign: Aquarius
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