You can pack your shit, and go to Hell. But thank you for the one-way mirror. You were never real, just a Vilanelle. Totally Coconuts, and trapped in a shell. My crystal ball has never been clearer. You can pack your shit, and go to Hell. I have a prophecy that I'd like to sell. Of a jejune worm consuming love with terror. But I will never tell, my Vilanelle. Fuck you, fuck them, and FUCK that evangelical New Age bullshit. I see through your exterior. So you can pack your shit, and go to Hell. Narcissistic Pandora, and YES, 'unreliable'. Your heart is a sinkhole, your skin veneer. You were never real, just a Vilanelle. Anti Osmosis, and not permeable Go look up the word whippersnapper. Then pack your shit, and go to Hell You were my last Vilanelle.