One cold hearted BITCH

I was alone; No beauty to confess

Loneliess is never a protest

Broken by the bridges help up by causing pain

They have no idea the tears my eyes rain

Sure I could burn the brides

Sure I could cut the rope

Leaving nothing but some dead hope

Aint no hope alive for us

Aint no city lights

Aint no one here I am willing to fight

for you

to die

Aint no moment to be lost

theres no hope any more

I puttin on the sauce

Hate me or love me you can all rott

It don't matter who you think I am

It just matters that I am the. COLD. HEARTED. BITCH

I AM

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    I think you meant loneliness. Though lonelies would be an awesome word.