Every day I witness your mellow, sarcastic appearence printed in my intellegence in deep scars of betrayal.
You gave me this and I took it in for our passion and adoration.
I admitted your invisible fragile file, with a virus to butcher me inside.
And those fortunate days I had were all a part of you watching me as a prey.
I am now driven out with your spit eye weakness.
I failed at no time and lost my five-senses to your mumbo-jumbo and English smile.
I will never stop to wonder when you'll focus right - because I'm a sudden believer at the edge of my bed.
The treasure you entered inside me was a driven desire of evil and madness.
You are no president's choice or a valuable coupon for a hard working and lonely mother.
You are the invisible virus of a madman standing peacefully outside my screen door.
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