In memory of a once great hero, or he whom they believed to be. A love strong, diminishing into being but a room mate. Though you may not be dead, you were once a hero to me. Now you're nothing but a cheat, and a fraud. Desperate for attention you take advantage of situations. Lies, Lies, LIES. This is dedicated to the once great hero, that unwilling revealed his fraudulent behavior. To the once great man I had idolized for years of my childhood. You disgust me, every part of your being.
I cherish my time with you, I don't do it out of love, but pity. Looking for easy fucks is all you know how to do. Lying to everyone that deserves to know the truth. Things can be much simpler if you learned how to stop. But you obviously can't since you're just the spider in the corner of the room. Waiting to be squashed. Will easily be squashed. And in the end will be squashed. A fake, an impure,corrupt shell that had been created to emanate the earth's beauty. A dark worker, a vampire of emotions, you feed off the prana of the world, yet you choose to eat.
Don't think I don't love you, just don't think I'll be there for you any longer.
Friday, March 23, 2012
In memory
Posted by Killer Platypus at 8:12 PM
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