I wear these scars
like prison tattoos,
flexing my knuckles
and killer grin
at anyone that dares
step to me.

Every lie
I've ever heard
fall from your lips
is just another bullet
in my loaded gun
pointed at my new lover's head.

I really can't decide though.

I'm either completely ruined
by my past,
or a master of my future
because of it.

I want you to know though,
my curves haven't even cooled down
before the next one fills my bed.

Bang, bang.

12/18/2015

Author's Note: I write these lines to hurt you

Posted on 12/18/2015
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