All the Things He Said

Freehand, marker, gel ink, pencil, nail polish, lolz. Random idea. And oh, that's a dude. Damn crossdressers...

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All the things he said
never meant a thing.
Until the end
when he finished what he started
and broke me heart
and tore us apart
but we were never really together, were we?
Lies spin webs
and cloud your head.
Forgive and forget.
But not this time.
That seven-letter word.
I never wanted this.
But all the things he said...
And now the crimson blood appears most lovely
spilling from his throat, and draped over my palms.

Revenge.