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I’m tired of you LU.
Even so your grasp over him, will not become my undue.
I know you wish I was as petty as you.
But my faith prevents you from getting a chance to steal from me, like you used to do.
You moved into his brain and sucked out his wants and a life he never knew.
Again you got him begging for poison, to rid himself from you.
You LU!
You are the reason he feels he needs to.
It is because you convinced his mind nothing he thinks can ever be true.
So he found a way to silence you.
Or at least he believed that to be true.
When in reality he only pulled you closer to, what’s left of the brother I knew.
Does it excite you he draws himself nearer to death, by his own hands nonetheless?
Or your hands who convinced him they are his, and what he is doing is for the best.
You got into his head, now you want his heart.
Still jaded you were cast out into the dark.
You became nothing, even less than before.
Just a fallen, disobedient, little used to be, angel boy.
While my brother may be under your control in his flesh temporarily, but you will never take the love god instilled in him or me. Thats his to forever keep.
He’s a solider, who may appear to be weak.
But his soul is pure and you cant snub him out permanently.
I hold hope one day my brother will be completely set free.
I just want him back.
My funny,smart ass brave brother.
He deserves to experience life, without you causing a commotion in his mind all the time.
The meds lower the voices that haunt his eyes.
If you were in a skin suit, I’d have my way with you.
Oh LU, I will burn you to ashes again and again.
I’d be a frequent connfessor if you were in a humans skin.
GOD forgive me for speaking so true and callous as it is late, but fuck you LU.
I am ready to fight you.