He poured the gasoline
And threw the lighter
Sending us straight to the graveyard on the Eastside
11 minutes was what it took
For him to say sorry and leave without me
I felt so confused because I thought what we had was so good
Days turned to nights, nights turned to days
Eventually I told myself to wipe your tears
You're not the one bad at love here
It's time to wake up from this nightmare
And see colors again
I'm not mad
But if I had the chance I'd tell him
You should be sad
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Their Song Titles, My Poetry
PoetryHere are poems based on song titles of famous artists that I wrote. Each chapter will be the artist's name and each poem will have a handful of the titles to their biggest hits in them. Let me know what you think and how many of their songs you can...
