left in my world of abandonment
you ran screaming from my life
your perversion of the truth sickens me
why must you twist your facts around
the way you stare at my knife is strange
your twisting and turning is most unsettling...
the way that you bend is nearly unnatural
man up! must you be so squeamish????
I don't want to hear your lies
be quiet or you'll be gagged
mind your hand cuffs, dear--
steel can be quite mean
what does a girl have to do to be respected?!
what do you deserve to be respected?!
did you not like my dress
is that why you spat on it?
did you not like my joke
is that why you called me crazy?
sshhhh... we're alone now, dear
no one will ever know you're here
and you're my favorite thus far
I think I'll keep you for a while...
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