

Traitor........Tell me sweet angel why did you lie, Where you just trying to make me cry, You told me you loved me without a doubt, I guess thats something you forgot about, This is the second time you've broken my heart, Sadly its my fault for letting this start, I've tried so hard to make you smile,Traitor........
That's why I think what you're doing is so vile


An oath to those I loveKnowing I've fallen from grace, it makes me want to retunr to that place I used to be seen as a knight, gallant and full of might Now I am seen as a stubborn mule, I know its true for I am no fool Gallantly I shall lead the weak to the top, make them the new cream of the cropAn oath to those I love
Show them they can find great might, if they fight for what they know is right Allow them to realize just who they are, show them they can all be a star In the broken down, I see an army fit to fight for only the royal crown
When I die someday, I know that the gallant knights I make will stay I know that I can


You're gonna payYou are the reason I'll die alone, I broke her heart all because I was stonedYou're gonna pay
You have pushed people I love to the grave, not me I'm far to brave You've corrupted many a boy, I won't let you make me your toy You are just a disease that corrupts the pure, someday I'll find the cure You have forced all the good out from inside me, I know how strong you can be You made a monster of me and in my cage i wont stay, it's time for you to pay


im done being your puppetI've been a little puppet for so long, never again I'm done smoking from the bong I'm cutting all the ties that bind so that I can be free, your slave no longer will I be I will not let your sweet poison take control, It's time I learned my roll I'm not going to be your little tool, for trusting in you I was a fool I used to question my sanity, I didnt know if I was good or evil I know now im me I have many scars this is true, I will be sewn back together cause im loved are youim done being your puppet
by £deviantWEAR
by £deviantWEAR
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two fingers poking at the world;;
one golden rule, no rules at all;;
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two fingers poking at the world;;
one golden rule, no rules at all;;
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Mighty Kushiel of rod and weal - late of the brazen portals - With blood tipp'd dart a wound unhealed - Pricks the eye of chosen mortals...
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