Like how those, 3-D printers would work??? Printed out the lies, the lies you'd told me, so I can have, something, something concrete to go on, because I need the physical proofs of your lies, to snap myself out of, loving you, as the effects of your love still, ain't worn off yet (not quite, at least!)
Printed out the lies, and as I'd, found them, physically, legibly, before my sight, I'd realized, just how, fooled I'd been, to believe in what you fed to me, and that was all that it took, for me, to stop myself, for falling once more, into, that vicious cycle you'd trapped me in.
Printed out the lies, I had, and now, I'd, shredded them (call me the paper shredder here!), tossed them into the waste basket, and next, I'll, I'll, take that waste basket out back, and set a fire in it! Printed out the lies, the lies you'd fed to me once, had now, all be reduced to, nothing more than, ashes and, smokes, and your love became, smokes and mirrors.
Without the substance, nothing I will, EVER, need again.
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