Chrysalis -- written by me
I'm not afraid of hate
After Love has dissipate
There's nothing more to be said
You might as well be good as dead
I dont understand--you said you prayed
What's with the slashes with the blade
I'd love to see your face classified as "The Late"
Maybe then I'll hold a party and celebrate
Or even come down to the National Parade
You cant say you leave this to fate
Where's your faith--I thought you were so "great"
You're full of nonsense so hidden in the shade
Whats happening to the friendship we made
I dont give a fuck youre not talking to me
Stupid bitch I'm unlike you--now I'm so happy
You follower of lost prophets and thats clear to see
You have a life but you're not free
Youre not like others who are so full of glee
Youre just an asshole trapped inside the bad memories and misery
(**Dedicated to Siti Aisyah a.k.a. Intan**)
posted by Sharon Stella Elizabeth @ 3:18:00 PM
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