Poetry

Marya Christina


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23 october 2015

Sick

            
 
Can’t figure out what’s wrong with me
I tried to warn you now, you see?
But you just want this game to go on
And I feel obsessed, too weak to let you go
 
Cause I enjoy to see you suffer,
I’m a haunted soul, rotten.
Can you blame me?
Keep provoking and you’ll see
 
I keep my promises, never abandon.
I promised to see you on your knees
It’s satisfying me cause I am sick.
Scream whenever you miss me,
 
Make me a better person
Just don’t look for other reasons
Don’t complicate this,
Just leave it as it is.






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