So What,
I never really cared,
Why would I give a damn,
I don't want your thoughts shared.
But you keep on talking,
On and on,
About how I treated you,
And how you were just my pawn.
Your right you were my pawn,
But I created you,
I know everything about your life,
And I can destroy your life too.
So go away I'm through with you,
You were a good minion but,
I'm moving on to someone new,
So What?
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Hi I'm Kathy and I case you all were wondering yes I am mentally crazy, you all can blame it all on my crazy brain here. 'Its not my fault you can't keep blaming everything on me'. You wanna bet? 'Fine then, I bet you can't blame everything on me'. What do you think I'm doing RIGHT now brain? 'I don't know'. Blaming everything on you duh! 'Whatever I'm leaving you can write things on Opuss without me'. Yay! She's gone now!!!!! So I can write whatever I feel like without her bugging me about it!
I'll sharpen you up,. To fit my very needs,. I'll sharpen you up,. So you won't say please,. I'll sharpen you up,. To do the job right,. I'll sharpen you up,. So you'll have a good fight,.
Cast iron strong heart Resides within me most parts When you tinker, it purrs Fights the battle you lure Do you have to play games Confuse my feelings this way Banish me in tall towers Then rescue...
You're just a toy. A novelty. You're senseless, useless. Mean nothing to me. You're just a lost puppy. Trotting at my side. No matter how I kick you. You never run and hide. I take advantage of you.
The soul becomes dyed with its Thoughts If that's true Then mine are full of you.
Hands tied to strings. Guiding & pulling. Kings & Queens. Helpless screams. The puppets begin to lean. Towards me. Controlling mindless behavior. On your knees begging save her.
Fragments of fragments. Whirling in time. Now you are his. But soon you'll be mine. I'll gather you up. And collect you back in. Free from his black art. His infectious sin. You thought you broke it.
It's a game, this thing we do, Where we're more than friends, Less than lovers, Who knows these days. The line has become so blurred, Hard to judge, Where one roll of the dice begins, And another...
D evious, and devilish. E very part a bitch, V aried twisted mind games. I ntertwined to make me trip. L aughing at my sorrow, I t's all so funny to you.
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