Synthetic

May 11, 2005 17:04

Synthetic

Your love is a synthetic material
None of it was ever real
Your soft words and encouragement
Fabricated, false hopes
Hanging me by my synthetic made noose

I don't know if I can speak to you
Because of your synthetic heart
Used to live, but never used to feel me
Hear what I'm saying, synthetic strands of lies
Materialistic narcisism

I thought your love was unconditional
But only to be let down to illusion
A synthetic toxin that killed my passion
Your toxic guilt and deceit
Burn my skin, acid through my heart

And you were never really loving me
A materialist figure
A lie you made me out to be
With nothing more than your lies
Your synthetic, conditioned love

~

Her mother never really knew how she felt
When she called her a fag, or hit her with a belt
Her heart was shattered, she bled inside
Her mother never even knew the night she died
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