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Tuesday, November 19, 2019

Out with the Old

Out with the old
In with the new

Threw us out like an old pair of shoes
Same story new faces

You are now off to the races
To spread those legs you've been chasing

New start, new beginning
Only for you, it seems
New life, new toy
It only know what you tell it

New toy find the truth
New toy leaves you

Out with the new
Back to the old

You find your way back so your not alone
For love you say?
How can that be so?
Your only back because your new love left you in the cold

Stop laying
Tell the truth

It will always be out with the old
In with the new for you

Give to you

I want to hurt you the way you hurt me
I want to give you what you gave me

The pain
The hear ache
The agony

I want you to feel, what I felt
I want you to fall to the floor
I want you to loose it all

The trust
The love
The peace

I want you to feel the way I do
I want you to loose your trust
I want you to loose your sanity

"An eye for an eye. A heart for a heart. A soul for a soul."

I want to hurt you the way you hurt me
I want to give you what you gave me
Then you will see

Addiction

To you this is normal my dear
How could it be?

Is this all men crave
Is this obsession the norm?

It drowning me
Your wants are killing me

To you this is the norm my dear
This is all you want
This is all you can discuss

You and your monitor
You and other woman

This is the norm?
These wants are drowning me
These needs are killing me

These norm I know
But with your they are extreme
With you it's an obsession

It's a craving
It's more than desire
It's obsessive
It's compulsive

With every passing day
There is no reason to stay
To you it's me
Maybe it could be

But why can you not see?
This is all you want
This is all you can discuss

It's not acceptance
It's obsession

The quantity
The need
The anger

Maybe it is me
It could be
How can you not see?

This quantity, that drives you
The need, it defines you

It's not acceptance
It's obsession
You will never see