Is It Love Or Is It Shit
Is it love or is it ****?
Let me put an end to it.
I shall slap you in the face.
I shall do it with good grace.
Oh, you hurt me many times.
Why should I be always nice?
Did I break your heart? Don`t lie!
It is me who is to die.
It is me who`s almost dead.
But don`t tell me you regret.
I would kill you if I could.
I have no wish to be good.
But it`s hurting me so much…
`Cause I felt we were a match,
`Cause you said you needed me…
But you lied and made me weep.
Copyright © Saniya Galeyeva | Year Posted 2012
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