William King Jr. (June 28,1992 / Cleveland, OH)
Don't ever say you love me unless you really mean it
For if it were love I wouldn't have this feeling
Two whole years we've had the perfect life
I thought you were mine, the one to be my wife.
Little did I know
Behind closed doors
You were with him
Other than me that you prefer.
Time heals no wounds
And love has no boundaries
The next time we meet
Whether is my house or the streets
I'll rip out my heart
And place it at your feet.
You deserve no type of love
For you not remorse
There will be no goodbye hugs
Nor an 'I love you' of course.
I want you to feel my pain
Take a walk in my shoes
Then I want you to explain
Why you made it 'do what it do'.
What made your innocence become stained?
All I want is his name
For our love was in vain
And your relationship I'll make the same.
You've unleashed a primitive beast
Who knows nothing but pain
Who knows nothing of shame
Or to play the love game.
He's bent on revenge
For killing my heart, his kin.
Within him you'll find no friend.
Only heartache and sin.
So today your relationship lives
But tomorrow the beast kills
So watch out for the creature
Whose sadness you'll feel.
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