you've cut me open with your barbs and your insults you've reached into the wound and made it worse you've ignored my cries and ignored my pleas you've injured me and made me curse you hurt me and burnt me killed me and spurnt me there is nothing more you can do to me nothing left for me to say you have hollowed me out and left me to dry you wish i would stay away and wished for me to die that i am not friendly to your asshole buddies you fly into a rage i'm not an experience, a rat, something to be kept in a cage but it doesn't matter, i yawn in your face and you wish for my death but it doesn't matter, i am hollow, there is nothing left that you can rip from meBirth sign: Aries
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