That's It I'm Fucking Finished
Even As We Speak My Very Blood Is Thinning
You're The NightMare Of The Waking Life
The Deepest Cut From The Sharpest Knife
Yes, You're Important
And I Don't Give A Shit
I'm Still Waiting For The Day Where Your Heart Finally Gives.
Don't Ever Call My Name
Cause I'll Never Respond
I'm Sick And Tired Of You Being My Boss.
So Just Move Away From Me You Little Son Of Bitch
Cause I Can't Anymore Of Your Blatant Shit.
It's Over For You
Thank God It Is.
This Is Because Of You
It's Me Who You'll Miss
YOU ARE READING
Life Of A Teen..(Deepest Poems)
PoetryFrom Beauty To Ashes. . . The Fall Of What Was Once Bound To Our Wrists. . . Never Let Go... (Mature Language)
