slowly he stares
lust in his eyes,
and sex in his heart.
his mouth, speaking in vain,
speaking rubbish,
speaking shit.
you know this isn't real,
you know this ain't love,
but you don't seem to care,
about the ones above.
they've watched you now,
your wrong decisions,
your mistakes.
they believed in you,
yet you sell yourself away.
you dont understand,
stop living day to day.
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