D Stands For Devil

And as I pull out the knife from my back
I realise you are nothing but a photo in my album
A picture without a frame
A memory that will soon fade away

I will never trust you again
Or hold your hand like you promised me
My fingers turn blue while my palm becomes empty
Your eyes tell lies that blind me
You are my medusa

Your cry is a symphony to my ears
Your tears a lullaby that rocks me to sleep
It’s a shame you had to drag me to hell that you call your heart
So before you tell all your friends the lies
I hope you rot




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