get your head out of your ass, you
force
me to sleep alone, protesting that my
erratic
breathing affects your dreams, acting
like
i actually give a damn. i'm fed up with
your
whole "misunderstood artist" vibe,
just
wake up from this alternate reality
you're
living in, and get a job; there are
cigarette
burns on my couch and burns all
over
my ears from where you scream at me,
protesting
that no one understands. well, bitch,
maybe
you're right, because i'm fed up
with
your whorish tendencies and your
masochistic
personality. i'm the only one who
actually
gives a damn anymore, so quit acting
like
you're alone, and starting being the girl
i
fell in love with again..............................
Ttheyelly_ writes so, so beautifully and she's 100% correct, i am totally jelly
haha get it?...... ha....ha..... nope. not funny
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as we fall
Poetrypoems of truth and how we feel, even though we never say it. a collection of my original poetry Copyright 2015