sometimes when i close my eyes
i visualize your life
it screams in agony
destroys your sanity
behind your black mascara
you hide your true self like Madara
are you scared of opening your love box ?
of course look at your past experiences
a cheating ex-boyfriend who used you like a toy
a one night stand with a fiend met at 3 am
or the manipulator who played games with your heart
im sorry you feel like shit every morning
take the metro at 11 to a dead end job
then come back to a empty home
no one to say hello
so you disclose your mind
grab a glass of wine
contemplate tonight
while watching lifetime
as you bring your pupils to rest
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