im movin on now
got my own family on the way
its pretty clear how
much you were in my way
no i dont miss your touch
or my old favorite blush
i know you found a new girl for that rush
i hope she asks you
who held your hand while all those scars healed up
and that she wonders
just how high i raised that bar
i hope you mention
my name while shes under you
and that she is
the one who walked away from you
in the end youll be
both of our favorite sins
but in the end youll still
drown in our past regrets
all the bottles
all the cigarettes
and loud throttles
will push away our lips
i left a mark on you
and i hope she sees it
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Call It What You Want [A Poetry Collection]
Poetry[PUBLISHED WORK AVAILABLE ON AMAZON] This is for the misfits. the heavy hearts. the broken minds and the lost souls. this is for the bruised lovers with tainted skin. the options left behind, not good enough to be put first. this is for the readers...