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The angels wont hear you scream
Leading a group of hatred marches he,
armed with sensational charm and piercing eyes.
The target? That would be me.
Not even the angels will hear my cries.
He pierces my flesh with "I love you."
He is a saint with the worst intentions.
His falseness makes my vision go askew.
I become surrounded in hope... and friends.
He rips me into pieces as im in his arms.
"You'll never know how much you mean to me."
A month later, hes inflicting harm...
tied up and chained;; hes not letting me free.
Knives pierce my back given by his hand.
Soon, a militia stands at my door.
They crave my blood;; they kick me where i stand.
Betrayal like this couldnt possibly hurt more.
As my heart breaks...
drugs fail to make the pain abate.
I will claim my revenge, for it isnt too late.
A cold coffin sealed with my vengeance is your newfound fate.
