You and i had always said that it would be ok,
Yet everytime i talk to you you turn your face in shame.
Am i so damn evil that you cannot stand to be around?
My jokes are bad, my demeanors worse, and my tempers world renowned.
I hate the world as it hates me, this fury burns my bones,
I look around, people conform like slaves or worker drones.
So now you hate me after you said that we'd still be friends?
I asked for time, that was my crime, now you wish for my end?
So here's my gift, my last goodbye, please do not cry for me,
This is the end, i called your bluff, our spirits have been freed.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
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