Thursday, September 22, 2011

Not even His love...

Think it masochistic
The urge to torture ourselves is insanity
We set ourselves up for such a horrid fall
For some, Just to influence vanity

You brought the hammer upon yourself
You pre destined your soul to be destroyed
No point in drowning your sorrow
It's a feeling no poison can help avoid

Such stupid creatures
Filled up with too much pride
And face self disintegration
Over a feeling they contrive

Such notions can only kill yourself...

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