The Break-up by Quintessence


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Though it’s now, crueler and less rejected.

Count the girls he was with, take the time that was wasted.

Obscurely sweet, in bars, you’ll rarely find a good man.

Learn from a breakup, take in the message.

Why did the breakup steal sweetness, to vindicate the lust?

Ever to steal a secret kiss, it brought a breakup of trust.

What is apathy after all…

Ever hearts to ignore a hint given, it regained from the shock.

what is all the hatred after all…

Only the liar cheats, as the hidden caught.

What is time after all…

Love is a cruel girl living in desolation and hatred.

Hints — tiring hints!

Sometimes ugly and always obscure.

Only the breakup bleeds as a broken heart’s core.

Only the cheater lies as a cruel tormentor.

All the shocks became stupid, so ponder the messages.  

Do you hear what they say?

Hell girls…

Where is the vain car, the gross vanity now?

Stink unsurprisingly like an ugly freak within apathy.

Count the girls, steal Valentine’s hearts.

What is rejected, remorse to stupidity abandon the freak?

what is the ugly, sadness to knowingly despise the moron?

Within or on how attitude breathes on.

Sometimes gross and always small

Damn Revenge, the weak beware.

Walk away from the breakup

The hearts will repair.

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Original written work of Gillian A. Gibson CopyRight Protected by the Crimson Vaults 2015
Original written work of Gillian A. Gibson CopyRight Protected by the Crimson Vaults 2015

 

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