I don't measure up
to what you want
baby. I don't know
that I ever will.
Does that give you
the right to open
your poisoned lips
and tell me I don't
deserve to be loved?
Why don't you just
put a knife thru
my heart, it would
finish the job faster.
You've made feeling sorry
for yourself into some
kind of new religion.
I don't worship that
God no thanks. I've
got someone better.
His name is Jesus
and he says all we
need is love.
You say you have
plenty of love
and if somehow
I let go of my
humanity you just
might give me a
taste of it.
Blood flows thru
my veins as your
words drive me
insane. Do you
have an ounce of
love and compassion
in you?

beautiful

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