Betrayal is what your lips tasted like
the last time you kissed me.
i could smell the fear in your skin
and the sin in your eyes
the thought of confronting you
there and then seem like a good idea
but i wanted something different
i thought of a thousand ways and more to pay you back!
cheating on you seem no better
and leaving you semmed too good.
teaching you a lesson was no easy task
and yet i wanted to do it even more so
the feeling, the rush of your suffering gave me life!
hurthing you became mi obsession
i could think of nothing else
i became a master of my game
you became the student learning the error of your ways
and know that you are in love
i must leave you there and then
stading in the darkest corner
cheating bastard... all i said!...
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