Love is to accept
Obviously, you never understood that.
You foul pirate
You stink of hidden lies
Your middle name is hypocrite
You twist words into sentences you want to hear
the truth isn't what you think.
You are nothing to me
Your name is just another on a tombstone, you body, a piece of furniture.
I cant say that I hate you, I never will
But you made it to my Sh*t L*st
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