Waiting…

Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes

Why do I feel like I am waiting for you???

What makes me feel like we’re not through???

Lives have been lost since your departure…

Violent evidence proves the torture…

Oh, Manic…

Oh, Panic…

You’ve been swell…

Precious little helpers in my hell…

You lied and falsified…

Never allowed me to hide…

Oh, false memory, leave me be…

He never really loved me, did he???

-Madamchryzl-

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