
In every life I have lived
The role I have been given
The Villain
I pillage and burn,
I destroy everywhere I turn
I am the woman in a cloak of black
Where ever I turn
People see their pain
But not my hurt.
Did anyone ask why I did what i did
The Villain
Silent cry, heal then attack.
I am the woman
Without any feelings
They won't see I've been hurt
So badly for so long I'm Tired
The Villain
Tired, Broke, Cold always on the comeback.
The Villain
I saw my heart once
Before I cut it out.
Shattered, barely beating,
A beautiful shade of blueish purple
Dark, Cold but beautiful.
Karma
My Best friend with an attitude
Not indebted to me or in my servitude
Helps me sometimes,
Ironically
When the reap what the sow
I become the Villain
When they first achieved their goal
it was an accident.
Silly me, I agreed
And now by pure coincidence
I am Characterized
The Villain
It's funny
How I ended up the villain in many lives
And now my circle
Is made up of me myself and I,
About the Creator
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