So far away.
So lost I have become.
Too long have I waited here for you.
No more lies.
I want the truth.
Why did you leave me here waiting?
Now I wish that I had moved on.
But during your absence my heart has become ice.
No longer able to break.
No more tears in my eyes.
Now all I have left is hate.
No room for love.
All I want now is for you to suffer the way I did.
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~Queen of Hate~
and remember folks imitation is the sincerest form of flattery
and remember folks imitation is the sincerest form of flattery