A/N: Note to the one and only person I wrote this one about~
Fuck you. Fuck. You. I hope you're fucking happy.
****
Fine.
Take everything, why don't you.
Crack everything open
Reap the rewards
Leave me to pick up the pieces.
Fine.
Do what you want.
Because who cares?
You're practically royalty, right?
You get all that you want, right?
Fine.
Lie to my face.
Take everything you said
Stomp on it until it's dust
Then walk all over me too.
I'm fine.
YOU ARE READING
The Second Time
Puisi☾ This is a book of drafts of dorky, hopeless poems, poem-ish works, and rants that usually make no sense whatsoever. I hope you enjoy reading them just as much as I enjoy writing them. ☽ Copyright © 2015 by something1d, all rights reserved. Poetry...
