Monday, October 15, 2012

Done With Brie

As soon as I remember, I want to forget
Hand me the whiskey, so that I can numb it
I want to pretend it
Never happened, though it haunts me
Claw out my eyes, Hayley
So I can't see
This memory
Stuck in my ind
The one thing that was mine
I'm sick of crying
Tearing open my heart to tear him out
Beatrayed me, he raped me
There, I said it
Now can I forget it?
Always denying it, can't be me
Must've been the whore called Brie
You know, she lives inside me
Kinda like she's a part of me
But I want her away, she
Gives me a bad reputation, she
Calls it rape to deal with it, I
Want him back, but he
Dosn't like Brie, he's
Done with me..

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