It hurts to look at you.
With perfect form and confident grace
You parade with indifference
As a weary heart longs for embrace
You turn a blind eye and bring a sting to my eyes
The last tear for your kind has long been shed
In its place sits only desire for sweet revenge
Wishing dark wishes for you and those you take to your bed
As a salvaged pride comforts the tender heart you never knew
It sickens me to think of her.
Liquored breath being pressed against your chest
As your body welcomes the caress of shameless hands
A display of manhood being put to the test
Making you the next notch in a magnificent bed post
Malevolent pride is now out of my control
It is a beast out for blood
To avenge the heart that you stole
Oh, and how bittersweet it will be.
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