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Savannah

Savannah your the source of all my stress And you played me like a game of chess Checkmate you know the rest I will never back down and I will not digress This was all written to express How much i ****ing hate you is what i need to confess In order to show you i must regress Back to when it all started when you were who i tried to impress you just told me you never cared nonetheless I loved you, loved is the word i need to stress I just found out the truth for so long i had to guess I figured out that your satan i mean that with all disrespect The worst part is that you know im correct And as i recollect i was the victim of your self-deception And you're the victim of my lyrical aggression Now i look into my reflection I cant figure out my direction Theres a lot i can't say for your protection So ill keep my mouth shut so theres no possible detection My words are meant to break you and cause you to do a self inspection I think its called an introspection I hope i help you realize that you're the definition of imperfection I want to make your happiness commit to a defection Knowing you love someone else feels like a needle in my skin an injection The needle is dirty and covered in an infection I only say that because your a whore to my deepest recollection I write these rhymes with a goal, to reverse your smiles direction Can i ask you if i've reached my objection?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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