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You are so naive. You see nothing of who I am and what I can be. 

Im not your weakness im your strength the mother, father, brother, sister you never had pushed into an already full mold of lover, wife, life giver and whatever else you want me to be. You wield a knife so carelessly and still refuse to claim responsibility for  the cut, the blood you spilled.

Anger frustration boils endlessly

Yours or mine imposdible to tell whose is whose?. 

Who will have the final cut? 

love... im so confused.

is there any hope? 

A better version of us?

a chance for better life? 

Fuck that, I lost mine before I was born right under a discontented star. It seems Im Never enough or too much for you. You my best kill and my worst affliction.

Im the real fool for standing by you when your meagre offerings failed to feed my soul, darkened by your rejection abondenment infavor of a blood line delusion.  I couldnt break you free so I waited for you to see. I took the lashings of hatred and jealousy.  I wore it with pride they could not break me. I finally thought youd finally see. What the hell they do to me. But you saw it wrong. Im always on the wrong side of your love. You just cant see what it is im trying to save you from. Will you ever learn or will I have to kill you trying? Youve killed the best of me in thier honor. And still you are blind to the last pieces stuggling to survive a discontented demented love? 

You dont see me for who I am only thier tainted version of me. They always win.They seeped in like poison and now youre dead, and im almost crossed over,

still you find a way to betray whats left? I wont take the blame. I wont take the fall this time. No way. I would rarratrather walk out the door into the unknown and find myself in a whole new world of problems ones where I stay the heroine and dont feel the victim in thos warped reality of yours and where the deluded dont figure anymore. Ill take my methods of destruction and use it for those who see the value of my safety. You are  on a one way trip to hell and fuck you if you think im the one driving. 

Just once see me take a look the real me is waiting  for you to unlock my passion to spin my heart in a whirllwind and make it flutter. But im too hard to trust. Itonically through all the bullshit you never saw yourself put me through and im the one? The bad one? No fuck you, you don't get that fucking luxury. Trust is what youve broken many careless times without a thought and now I ask you to protect me finally against all thier hatred and still you cant or wont do that.i dropped the debt a thousand times over. Youll never make it up to me.  Im nothing and will continue to be as long as you see me through thier eyes. My dent will never be repaid. Im tired of this merceless-go-round.My charcter assainated deftly but my will to fight,  will fuck every bit over juat as they have I have the power, unlike them I choose not to use it.

You don't see the real me you never have 

maybe its time to give up and let you find your own way.i cant even trust the way you feel. I have to let go to save myself.  I just wish it didn't hurt so much anymore.