Self Destruction

 

 

I will tell you a story, an unrelenting truth?

How you fill in the gaps well that's up to you.

You heard my words, and you chose to listen.

You now speak these words as if they were your own.

They are filled with poison and spoken with resentment.

They became reality without your intention.

These words were once hollow, but now they are heavy.

Because you filled them with feelings and gave them meaning.

You convince yourself these words are true.

But let's be real. Who would ever love you?

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