I can do it right.
I will stand still to make you feel complete despair.
And I don't care,if you will leave,
'cause i believed in you too long
and it hurt me enough.
But now I say, I'm done.
illusions gone.
I wish you'd burn in all these lies
with your disguise melting your skin.
so everyone could see how trivial you really are.
Here i joined the night,
and I feel right,
and I feel good.
you can't catch me, but if you could,
you would have known that your deceits have made me colder than you are.
You keep throwing stones in my bastille,
but I stand still and watch you hurt,
drowned in your dirt.
you call my name, but i hate you,
and hate is killing me inside.
bastille
© Copyright: Дарья Сорина, 2013
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