if we cannot be friends
I'll make sure you find out why
no one tries to mess with me
some call you coy
others just a slut
that gets it on with anyone
but in your dreams
as through the looking glass
beneath your conquering disguise
virginal fear lives innermost
and you're quickly
losing altitude
cutting off what made you worth
a look before the second
is this a change of pace
or a visual ploy
of cut-to-the-chase?
as I pay another visit
behind your all-too-human-skin
I see there is another wound
still bleeding from a failed attempt
to fly with broken wings
"caveat emptor" without mercy
I told ya
"and you'd better not buy
until you know"
but you paid the price
if not then
then in the end
convinced you with one more lie
I guess you're now allowed to cry
but I feel you're somehow over it
as you've already found a way
to dispose of the all too common
fairly uncomfortable silence
was it me that did these things to you
or did I just give you
a breakdown of the "How to do?"
focusing all on my own again
to find an excuse
not to be condemning you
but in the roll-call for a who-is-who
of dream devourers and hope-gang-rapists
I hear my name
some say I've done quite well
seems I've been a tad too close
sent you almost over the edge
but with all my "even thoughs"
I just took your emotions
'til drop by drop
the last remaining faith
leaked from your heart
first things last
and back to order
finally your walls are down
and you never really learned
what made you so
despicable to me
Birth sign: Capricorn
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