What depths will you sink to?
It surprises me every day.
You fit the part so beautifully and deserve an award for the role you play.
You are sickening.
It's never ending the cycle stays the same.
Fractured facade.
Why put it on?
We both know exactly what you are.
Saccharine scented skin.
Rotten from within.
Stench of putrefaction you reek of vermin.
On your knees, Queen of Disease.
Enveloped in your misery, the epitome of disloyalty.
Fill the void with iniquity.
Blacked out, awakened by the shame.
Cast out, defiled and defamed.
You're a cesspool, lowest of the low.
You're the starlet that everybody knows.
What's behind the harlot's smile?
Is it denial?
Lights out baby the show is fucking over.