You Win
I don't deserve love.
I slapped him in the face
as he stood by the bed and said 'I love you.'
He told me I'd taste the pain
but I taste it every day.
You win, I'm sadder than you.
I slapped him in the face
as he stood by the bed and said 'I love you.'
He told me I'd taste the pain
but I taste it every day.
You win, I'm sadder than you.
Written for liar's lane.'s Typography Contest
Word Count: 3,690