Friends come and go,
but lovers remain rotten in the heart,
to taint the blood with flashbacks of
what could have been; their names are
tattooed on my face: I wear these old
emotions, I am stained by their blood,
they drive nails into my eyes, the pain
is execrutiating but I accept it willingly,
wow
i really like these.... they are short and to the point and flow soo well. mine are kinda long but i have alot to say.. come check out the 2 i posted and let me know what you think
Joanna S.
ok I will be sure to do that.
ok I will be sure to do that.