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This is how it ends in flames and decay.
Circulate my lungs I hope for the day
That my veins offer me a bargain for sugar and spice.
Wouldn't that be nice price?
I had such high hopes but only in time can I give in.
Let my equilibrium level out and the dead skin cells
Fall off.
Don’t give me your guilty pleasures
Because your needs don’t mean a **** to me.
I am in this for myself and it has always been that way
And you will give me what I came for
Because I put too much time into the manipulation.
You are a tree and I grafted other branches onto you
And you reject them.
Don’t you see I am trying to help myself?
Why don’t people understand these things?
that it is natural to be selfish.

* I typed you instead or your sorry
Last edited by Magnumopus7001 at Apr 12, 2015,