Unfriend me, and let me,
Cut you to the bone,
Your body, a temple,
of paper and stones.
These paper hearts,
In this paper world,
She burned it down,
Beware this girl.
She plays you,
Rips you,
Careful,
you die.
If you knew,
That I do,
Things,
You despise.
Forget me,
Let me,
Breathe and see,
This "thing" we had,
Was only imaginary.
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