Come on, you little despicable angel, i'll tear your wings off!
You left, and behind you, your scent embraced the air in a perfect goodbye. No use for tears, no use for hate, no use to bring you back; your heart has gone cold, your soul is a waste land where no feelings can survive.
Your image burnt in my eyes, your voice in my head.....Who knew the memory of you could be so painful?
All i have left is revenge, the sweet kiss of revenge. I'm going to crush you....after i rebuild myself from the broken pieces you shattered me in.
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