mascara soaked cheeks
i wore this as a mask
over these past few weeks
this smile has been half assed
ive drank more than i ever wanted to
just to start to get over you
but at night the skies remind me of your blue eyes
im not saying i miss you
but im not saying i don't
i just wish you never came into my life
just to fuck with my thoughts
you couldnt care less about a thing you've done to me
and i guess that why i decided you dont need me
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Black Eyes And Teenage Suicides
Poetrywhen a boy becomes something more to you than just a boy, things can get messed with your mind. here are my poems of life, mistakes, and a special boy that has helped me to write them all. and maybe a few being lifes way of saying fuck you.
