The world revolves around you
You are the center of the solar system
You appointed yourself God
Stripping happiness from the few who worked to have it
Wealth is not your interest
Stripping smiles from the lips of the broken down girls
Who go back to their bed and cry in their pillows
If walls could talk they would tell you the story of lust
That the thirst can’t be quenched. This man are worse than the grim reaper
They don’t only take your soul… They break your heart wreck your mind
Turn you against yourself
You have to work harder than than them to rebuilt the walls of your broken heart
You ask yourself is it me?
No it’s them men the cruelest
Being that ever walked the earth…


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