Damaged and Deranged
Who are we to turn their life upside down?
Who are we to fold their soul inside out?
Who are we to do that to them?
I am a damaged person.
I am the charming devil.
I find satisfaction in keeping secrets.
I find happiness in being sad.
I find pleasure in telling lies.
You are a deranged person.
You are the ugly messenger.
You find satisfaction in role playing.
You find happiness in being bad.
You find pleasure in feeling guilty.
You and I are the ends meet.
You and I are bound to be together.
You and I are hunger for more.
But what have we done, Love?
What
have we done?M.F
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