life blows
so pull the trigger already
you can blow me away
with one watchful eye
one heartfelt (hurtful)
goodbye
i got your letter
with black nailpolish
carefully covering over
your stragicly placed
"love"
i've erased you from my mind
covered up up on my heart
but my skin still reads
you
i patched this life together with songs
the saddest ones
belong to
you
could you at least be a
lesser person
so i can hate you
easier
in all my songs
i'll confess
the get up kids said it best
you're still all the matters
to me
I've been meaning to tell you for a couple of days now. This is an excellent poem.
And I am a horrible person.
Excellent poem, though.
REVELRY FOR ALL.