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[–]babalonsCup[S] 2 insightful - 1 fun2 insightful - 0 fun3 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

These leeches try to kiss my feet

(I’m learning nothing’s real)

Proximity’s it’s own reward

A virtue signal in a blood meal

And it boils my blood

So go and drink it up

Like the sucker you are

I hope you burn from the inside

While I’m left to tend my scars

No spine

Worms will find a body

So blind

How did I let you live inside me?

You are nothing but a front

And you know

You always know

You are all talk

Your lips move so fast while you’re making your promises

We walk the walk

Pat yourself on the back, platitudes are so well-spoken

We pay the price

When there’s work to be done you’re nowhere to be found

Oh, but you’re so nice

God, I hope that makes up for everything else

We pay a price

But you’re so nice

Nice ain’t worth shit

If we’re all gonna bleed for it

Don’t stand beside me

If you won’t use your voice

Your coward’s conscience

Knows that you made a choice

You’re always silent

When there’s work to be done

You’re not a feminist

Just because you fucked one

You worm.You’re not a feminist

Just because you fucked one