january 30th, 2002 / 11:12 p.m.

so this is how it's supposed to be? lies upon lies and you standing king of the hill, the hearts of those you've conquered held firmly in your hand, raised triumphantly towards the sky. this is when you proclaim yourself victorious. this is when i say i've had enough. your hill is eroding, and the hearts you once held that were still beating with life are dead to the world, and also dead to you. you're losing your grip because they've dried up, they're no longer beating/living for you.

you've lost all you had. people no longer yearn for you, they despise you. you've pushed away those who once cared. you've shown your true colors. people know what you are.

and damned if they are going to stand for you and your lies anymore.

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