6.01.2010

People.

People come and go
And wither and die
And leave and forget
And drink and get high.

People see a face and question it
Wonder about it,
Ponder it,
Want to destroy it.


People.
Are what make me me.
People.
Are what make me want to destroy the human race.
People.
Are what I can't stand.
People.
Are what I love you.

Remember who was there when you were falling apart.
Do you not remember?
YOu forgot?
Alright. Then I'll forget you.
You got what you wanted from me.
Jsut tell me that you don't want me around and I'll leave.

You fucking liar.

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