Cold Hands, Cold Hearts
Blatant lies. Oh, you're such a nice guy. You laugh the days away since you know all the right tricks.
Yr snide, yr smug. Shell of a robot, son of the sexist. You're money. You're heinous. I could tell you the things you are but clearer are the things that you are not. You are just a liar.
I recount the million things I wish I'd said. Out of all the things I wish I'd said, I wish I told you all how much I wished you were dead. I'm not angry, I'm just disg-ugh-sted.
You watched as 5 years, 10 years, 22 years drifted from my grasp while you let me lay there. Where were you? I was reaching out to cold hands, cold hearts. The friends I'd known for so long were nothing more than shadows.
Yr not honest. Ha, yr no virgin. Yr not the diplomat you pretend to be. You make me sick. YOU MAKE ME SICK. Shell of the robot, son of the Catholic.
The biggest regret of my life is the five years I spent on you.
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