She threw me away and it hurt like a bitch~
i'm tired
of somebody else
having complete control
over my mother fucking heart.
of my emotions being so easily played with
and my eyes and thighs being so ready to drip
with tears and blood that someone else
caused by her saying
she loved me.
YOU ARE READING
drip
PoetryAaaand we have poetry! This is partially because I'm transferring my work from another account, but mostly because I wanted an excuse to make another cover.
