This will forever be a private chapter...
It's the hardest thing for me to give away,
But it's the easiest thing for you to throw away.
What will you do,
To me.
Even if you don't try,
The gun is still pointed at my head.
Just pull the trigger,
Make sure I'm dead.
Stab the knife into my heart,
Make sure you tear me apart.
I trust you,
I trust you,
I trust you.
But that might have been a mistake...
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Poems I Think?
RandomA small book of pieces, that I don't knkw if they'd classify as poems. I'll write them to what I'm feeling, and they're all real. "If you judge a fish on it's ability to climb a tree, it will live the rest of it's life feeling stupid." Albert Einst...
