There you go, you walk by me again
I feel something for you
It's not the feeling of butterflys
It's the feeling of love
The feeling of how I'd love to kill you
Wrap my hands around your pretty little throat
The feeling of holding you until you stop breathing
You could call it hate
But that's not what it is
Because I don't hate you
I just strongly dislike you
So, it's the feeling of love
Because I'd love to torture you
I'd love to hear you scream
Well maybe it's not so much love
But rather what I'd love to do to you















Comments
OH MY GOD!
lol
thats very nice..
really.
im printing tha out and reciting it to all the people i strongly dislike
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I <3 Angel
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The truth is where the sculptor's chisel chipped away the lie
Click here to help me out -> [link]
--
I <3 Angel
--
The truth is where the sculptor's chisel chipped away the lie
Click here to help me out -> [link]
--
I <3 Angel
--
The truth is where the sculptor's chisel chipped away the lie
Click here to help me out -> [link]
--
I <3 Angel
--
The truth is where the sculptor's chisel chipped away the lie
Click here to help me out -> [link]
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