More lies I weave with the falling snow.
I'm a bitch.
I'm fuckin cold.
I hurt you and can't seem to stop.
I'm no better than your common whore.
Ironic how I say I love and I care, but am I really capable.
I never was straight I built a relationship on lies.
I gave hope when there was none.
Now I'm with him.
But why?
I made my grave and here I sleep.
If there is a hell that is where I'm going.
Why does he love me?
When I'm full of such shit?
This is self hate at its best.
Please tell me what you think
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this is really good...i can relate to this in my own way!!very raw, very real.
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