Her masacara eroded
T; turned a moster and eaten up my happines, its gone!
Said this- (bastard thing you carry! You think thats my, shit? Damn you! )
I am carrying my cross;
Here withal, rejected contemplating ejection.
M; movie, watching, but my company…
Dude clapping at all stunt is tasteless
G; gone; I am all alone responsible!
Seems the say as she sits on that pavement rubbing her heals on the ground
Inhaling like a sheep