She Can'T Be My Redemption
I'm going to hell today it's scary and it's hard,
to know I'll burn eternally instead of with the stars.
I'm going to hell today yes all of you were right,
I'm so weak and selfish that I think I'll go tonight.
Could have swore I saw you there tired and alone,
tracing unloved faces you found carved from skin and bone.
The f--- am I still doing here, tears staining my paper,
consider this my last favor,
I'm off to hate my savior.
Copyright © Thorn Phthalo | Year Posted 2022
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