I wish i could tear your eyes out. You have belittled her with your    insecurities, it reeks on your breath. Put on that grin. This is the day    that the dreams died, as you shatted her soul that lies inside. As the    echoes rape the blessed this is the massacre, that we bear with    civilization. Inside her frail voice whispers, her reassurance, it    withers away. And that smile you've stapled to your face, is tripping    her whole life away. And i swear... you should die for that, you should    pay for that. You wont identify me...