Wish me well my dearest friend.
Sing along I'd wish this end.
A player demon crunches time.
I did know this all a crime.
Now they lay me down to sleep.
Simple little demon needs.
Pray that all their souls will keep.
This won't end til I sleep.
Dusty roses in the night.
Creepy voices in my mind.
I once thought you my knight.
Til I found that you weren't kind.
Why was I here?
Can't I see the end.
Life a fucking smear.
Endless bitter friends.
Late at night already morning.
Can you hear my emotions pouring?
My mind souring with no thoughts.
So I thing I ought,
To forget these things happened.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
