Don't worry about me
Don't care about me
Just chase me down the street
And bulldoze everything
Because I do not need these things
I do not need these brains
I think I am going insane
And I need to catch that plane
A plane to another world
A plane to another girl
Who may worry and may not care
After I leave from there
But she will not form a shotgun chase
She will not claw at my face
She may scramble my brains
And send me off on a train
But she cannot cause me pain
You achieved perfection in that game
So stop with your inquiry
And poorly veiled irony
And well oil mechanisms
Of your well-engineered tyranny
There is a reason I am running
The same reason my stuff is in the yard burning
My heart's been splintered in your name
And I am off to catch that plane
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A/N:
Yeah so...then there is this poem...
Cheers,
-DarthPadre
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PoesíaThis is a continuation of 'Exposed'. There is no theme per se, just poems i have written over the years. If you see something you like please vote, comment and share. If you think you see one of those one in a hundred poems, shoot me a note, i'm...
