i've been all these time blinded.
by the whitest of the white lies.
covering me while i am intemperately wounded.
and terrorising me in front of my spited eyes.
*sigh*
i swear to god.
i really assume that he was nice.
while he speaks, he breath the scent of paradise.
he let me linger into the depth of his life.
and he said, he needs me to let him taste the bliss of life.
*smile weakly*
i was feeling nothing rather than surprise.
to discover he's only made up of layers of masks which lies.
he hold on to me so tight until i'm sliced.
little by little in fron of my eyes, my life is jeoperdise.
though, once i tried to gamble my luck with a dice.
i let it roll and roll and dance like it doesnt do anything else.
dont it realize it's holding my life?
or am i the one who's stupid to gamble the dice?
*covering my face with a mask*
when one time, he tried to compromise.
i was really convinced by his masks of lies.
for me, i am truly ashamed and disgust.
tumbling down that road of him, twice.
*shivers*
once, he whispered if i leave him, he'll leave me agonize.
he'll haunt me till the day my heart starts to cry.
he'll cut me to piece that i myself may not recognize.
that it's really me in the puddle of mud lies and disgust.
*smile ecstatically*
and one day i adjudicated to end all of these sullen lies.
it has to come to an end in my life.
because, in my hand, i am bearing a silver knife.
whilst he's on the floor looking daunted like he had catch a glimpse of hell rather than paradise.
oh yes i laugh and smile like i never did in my life.
when he's covered with his own piss of lies.
trembling while i sang a lullaby and whispers my goodbyes.
and i stab the knife in his heart and watch him with his cries.
to sleep. to die.
i am so euphoric i cant seem to let him die that riotously.
so , i make him suffer for a little while.
and leave him with the traces of his own lies.
oh and i smile, oh i smile.
ps: ini aku coret buat suka-suka. bagi mereka-mereka
yang punya 'abusive' hubs or bfs, think babe. you dont
deserve that kind of treatment. so, stand tall, and hold
a knife, a gun, a bullet, a somebody, and kill him with
what he really deserve.
pps: hati-hati. aku sayang wanita. aku sayang kita-kita
corentan.sakit. hati.
Jaz.
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