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The most trite garbage ever(in other words my love life) (Pimple) by thepinkbunnyofdoom
Some times you have to learn the hard way
When to say its time to walk away
I think that time is long past due
As I run before I explode you always follow
Then I pour my words out to you until I am hollow
Then you cry like you always do
Small hints told me what I didn't want to hear
Instead I let myself swim in a sea of mock cheer
And slowly I let the shattered glass fall
I've talked and you've screamed
Still at night I've always dreamed
You were the one with the dagger after all
Jagged cuts and little life test
Thats not my name carved into your breast
And you've scribbled out the words I wrote over your bed
My banner is now that of a clown
Since all you do is imagine I'm not around
For you, For you, my heart is dead
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