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Selfish

I am born of your marrow and bile.

Like the smile when you lied on trial.

Her blood dried up in my blue veins.

Corroded in my stupid, fucked brain.

Why don’t you love her like him?

You are infatuated with yourself.

And I am half your worth.

It’s okay, I’m going to be you.

I am selfish, I am bitter to the core.

For this is all I worked for.

This time I don’t care,

the drugs and the drinks can get me there.

This love is war and nothing is fair.

You are me and I am you.

Selfish, intoxicating my mind.

It’s okay, it’s how we’re supposed to be.

If I knew better I would flee,

but, you are me and I am you.

I will push everyone away.

Problems have begun to bore me.

I am not your shrink, I’m on the brink,

of total self-destruction and sinking,

to the bottom of a swimming pool.

I am always the jester and the fool.

We are no kings and queens.

I am selfish and out of control.

These things I’ve learned from you.

Cracked my voice and rotted my lungs,

smoking gypsies is so much fun.

Needles to skin, rip and tear,

and I bleed gold and blue ink.

Finally bringing me to the brink.

I am born of your marrow and bile.

Like the smile when you lied on trial.

Her blood dried up in my blue veins.

Corroded in my stupid, fucked brain.

Why don’t you love her like him?

You are infatuated with yourself.

And I am half your worth.

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