You asked to walk me home
But I had to carry you
And you pushed me in
And now my feet can't touch the bottom of youYou couldn't have, you couldn't have
Stuck your tongue down the throat of somebody
Who loves you more
So I will wait for the next time you want me
Like a dog with a bird at your door
MmWe hate Tears in Heaven
But it's sad that his baby died
And we fought about John Lennon
Until I criedAnd then went to bed upset
But now I am dreaming, and you're singing at my birthday
I've never seen you smiling so big
It's nautical themed, and there's something I'm supposed to say
But can't for the life of me remember what it isAnd if I could give you the moon
I would give you the moonYou are sick, and you're married, and you might be dyin' , But you're holdin' me like water in your hands
When you saw the dead little bird, you started cryin'
But you know the killer doesn't understand
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Poems?Short Writings?
PoetrySome of my personal feeling and thoughts. I have no idea what to describe all of this as. But I like to write. I will be writing more just little by little about different things. (But it seems like I only seem to write about one thing...) Relatabl...