7 May 2012
You'll laugh and I'll cry as I try to deny the sham of my life, your words are harsh and cut me through each ones a lash across your named tattoo, my back is smarting with the sting of your hate please love me back before its too late, I'm holding onto what we were with a desperate hand as you pluck away our foundation strand by strand, you pulled me out, built me up and made me stand tall, now we stand head to head barking through gravelled voices we'll fight to the death with hostile thoughts to see whose the first to fall.
My Best Friend • Opuss № I