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Another Day Stuck In Jealousy
Everytiime our lips met
angels were sent
to play their intruments
inside my head
so why must i
choose tonight
to forget?
because tomorrow,
whats displayed today
will be irrelevant
if not forgotten
in a hell ill sit
until im rotten
by this torment
that i feel
knowing that
your with him
in his bed
kissing his lips
while the angels
fill his head
with their instruments
while i hear nothing
as if im deaf
by self generated ignorance
so instead
ill just pretent
to forget.

Tags: jealousy

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