Half the time
I don't think I know
Whether she loves me
God I hope soNo ordinary girl
She lights up the room
When our eyes connect
My cheeks bloomHer glare smolders
And she throws me away
I only hope
She'll let me stayIn the grave
She's buried me
Six feet under
And I can't breatheBut I'm okay with that
As long as she's breathing
She could be standing on my windpipe
Watching me bleedingI would gather the stars
And burn my skin
If only I could see
That mischievous grinThe star that she is
She puts herself out
She keeps getting hurt
But she won't let me shoutBaby I need you
You keep me alive
You're the reason my heart beats
So fast insideMy chest is caving in
I think I see her smile
That will keep me happy
For more than a while
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Mourning Skies
AléatoireDark poetry, slam poetry, love poetry, five word stories, and my deepest thoughts