Do my insecurities feed your self esteem?
Are you aware of the power you have over me ?
Your actions aren't even a game
They're the definition of hate
If you aren't here for my heart
Why are you here at all?
Do you enjoy watching me fall?
Do you know what loving you has cost?
Do you get off by seeing me lost?
Is it a sick thrill to know that for you I'd kill.
-SMG
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