THE DARKSIDE OF HELL
You felt I was an imbecile when I tried to show love. I don't know what went wrong but now here you are. Life is not static,get this in mind cos the void you created is perfectly filled. To tell you that I love you was a felony, a treasonable act that condemned me to the abyss of sorrow, pain and Agony but what did I do?
Where did I go wrong?I remember you say that its funny, impossible for me to love you cos a rug like me doesn't suit gown like you. Your words were sharp as swords and caused havoc in me but as time went own, I discovered that there are people who are more than you yet they need me the rug to make their lives complete.
You felt too bossy, Boss my foot, your little droplets of English ruin your head. You felt you could outshine the man but you didn't recognize that he is the morning star...Lucy
You should be grateful for your case is different because the torment I had for you, you would have died. I never told you I had vibes yet, cruel than ever. You always saw me funny so you took me to be a fool. Big mistake you retarded brains; you dumped a treasure you can't buy, even with your entire life; You poor thing.
I never planned to inflict you with pains but you did by shattering my aims. Sake of my love for you, my friends were martyred and my delicate joy was scattered all because, those moments were pleasant to you. You felt I wasn't coming on the spot but just like covid, I stole the stage and I am here to stay....Too sad.. I must say that you can't stand to see me smile cos I only smile the time I see you cry. I may be cruel but that's my dark side , a path you chose to see not me. You set me ablaze on fire, when I screamed you quenched it with oil and alcohol for me to die, but hey, that heat, turned me on.
They say am invincible and strong, a guy whose weakness was nothing but love. You caught me on point and nailed it, and failed.... Unlike others your plan derailed. My Queen am sorry for the past, the present and the future . I won't quit so you say am a loser so prepare for your worst nightmare, ME!!!
My hands heat, my shirts do smolder. In the heats of anger, hatred and pain, I my screens even melt when I try to type, making my fingers wither.
I was made for the worst, among my victims you are the first. So, take a seat, buckle your belts and prepare for a free ride...
A ride to the DARKSIDE OF HELL!
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