"My mind is like a bomb-shelter, it's always open freely letting anything enter and exit, but when it lays eyes on the shell falling from the sky it is sealed throughout the fallout."

Souls will rip,
Hearts will break,
that's when you know,
This love is fake.

Do not hate me for what I am, hate me for what I am not

Love those who love you, not those who use you.

I was seduced by your trust, now I know your death is a must.

All of these insults you have placed upon me, soon the revolts will break free.

Your death will be in vain, you have caused all of this pain.

What the fucl< do you think you are trying to pull, pretending to be my freind but being a backstabber in the end.

I can't stand this confusion, all the thoughts running through my head.
These thoughts have tricked me, through my mind they have spread.

How do I tell her, about my dying heart. I need to tell her, before I fall apart.