FoxesInWonderland
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The Infatuation
She.
The one he believed in.
The one he believed was meant to be.
Centipedes crawled within, deep this shallowed peach.
Hollowness, in a bottle He is now bottle less. Her body is a bottle of coke and He might just be addicted. He sniffs it as if this scent is a daily trip to a penitentiary, He is in prison.
A prisoner to those hips. He, locked up by her lips. Those lies told. Eyes gold. Pupils diamond on this night, cold.
He believed in her when no one else believed in him.
Eyes like the eyes of a Scarlett, blues. The harshest tunes make him feel the farthest to love. A bitter sweet reminder of what was and what could have been.
Her nose. Her brows, her clothes, her smile, her style, her face, her cute butt and the way it perfectly matches her waist. What a waste of time. A fake sublime. She's enticed by making him feel alive. She's a sucubus sucking the soul from him.
Ever since the moment he laid eyes on her there was love and lust. He spilled blood and guts. Heart in cup. She turned his world into darkness, the hue of the night show des his life. He lost his star.
He wanted the star that was taken by the skies. She lied and led him into believing the cries. He believed the love. Disease, disgust. No aleve nor trust left.
These ideas have drowned him in an ocean of endless potions of death. She.
She who he believed in.
Had another and told him she would choose him instead of the other.
She who said she loved him.
Had someone and left him with no choice but to make love to another.
Jealousy ended what he and she could have had.
Denial of it all. All the words spoken. All the words chosen were to hurt, broken. His heart, broken.
She said how can you love me when you've loved another. He said how could you love me when you love another.
She said we are just too different. Insignificant it all became. All at once. The heart stuns and the heart aches. The hearts crumbles and shatters when the heart breaks.
She broke him. She broke it off. She said how could you love me when we've never kissed? How could you love me when we've never hugged? How could you love me if we've never ****ed?
The moment he ****ed the other he ****ed her and ****ed himself.
See she had a man but was unsure. He made her feel comfort when her man didn't. He was just being used.
He was just a loser believing he was going to win.
He tried so hard to make her Immaculate, inflated her mind, only to realize he was just infatuated.
She.
The one he believed in.
The one he believed was meant to be.
Centipedes crawled within, deep this shallowed peach.
Hollowness, in a bottle He is now bottle less. Her body is a bottle of coke and He might just be addicted. He sniffs it as if this scent is a daily trip to a penitentiary, He is in prison.
A prisoner to those hips. He, locked up by her lips. Those lies told. Eyes gold. Pupils diamond on this night, cold.
He believed in her when no one else believed in him.
Eyes like the eyes of a Scarlett, blues. The harshest tunes make him feel the farthest to love. A bitter sweet reminder of what was and what could have been.
Her nose. Her brows, her clothes, her smile, her style, her face, her cute butt and the way it perfectly matches her waist. What a waste of time. A fake sublime. She's enticed by making him feel alive. She's a sucubus sucking the soul from him.
Ever since the moment he laid eyes on her there was love and lust. He spilled blood and guts. Heart in cup. She turned his world into darkness, the hue of the night show des his life. He lost his star.
He wanted the star that was taken by the skies. She lied and led him into believing the cries. He believed the love. Disease, disgust. No aleve nor trust left.
These ideas have drowned him in an ocean of endless potions of death. She.
She who he believed in.
Had another and told him she would choose him instead of the other.
She who said she loved him.
Had someone and left him with no choice but to make love to another.
Jealousy ended what he and she could have had.
Denial of it all. All the words spoken. All the words chosen were to hurt, broken. His heart, broken.
She said how can you love me when you've loved another. He said how could you love me when you love another.
She said we are just too different. Insignificant it all became. All at once. The heart stuns and the heart aches. The hearts crumbles and shatters when the heart breaks.
She broke him. She broke it off. She said how could you love me when we've never kissed? How could you love me when we've never hugged? How could you love me if we've never ****ed?
The moment he ****ed the other he ****ed her and ****ed himself.
See she had a man but was unsure. He made her feel comfort when her man didn't. He was just being used.
He was just a loser believing he was going to win.
He tried so hard to make her Immaculate, inflated her mind, only to realize he was just infatuated.
