Displaced Hate

She cries a thousand tears, says she's tried and then a part of me dies. Stays dormant, shovels and relaxes like a style. How can love confuse hate? Her skin Is so soft but hides the scales of a snake. Sweet blonde where, you will die completely fake. Semi comfortable wrapped inside you'd flaws , my pain will seal your fate. Your behavior draws out all my hate. This is where you will reside, on a cracked plate, distanced .... love came a little late.