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| ~...Have I honestly laughed at you, mocked you?Have I truly degraded you, while one glistening tear drop loomed in my eye, I wept inside, trust me.Everyday I break your heart, I tear my own into pieces.And now you hate me, I am your devout enemy, you despise me, and I blame you not.I am lower than anything you should e're bother yourself with, but I am the dirt that loves you...loves to whisper your name.When you tread o're my face, heed not the gasp, for that sound is the sound of pleasure...pleasure you do me by loving dirt so well. ~There are moments when I feel like I'm going crazy inside my head. But I remain silently solemn. I couldn't fathom a material object worth trading you for, so I remain twenty dollars richer, and immeasurable poorer. |