I walk into their happiness and
I want it for my own
my insecurities don't allow me
to allow them to have joy
I don't care if it sounds crazy,
I will destroy their dreams
and I'll kick and scream and shout and steal
and slash and gash and tear and pout
and I'll devise my plan
and fabricate new dreams
I don't care, but that there happiness
will then cease to exist
and their happily ever after
will then belong to me
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