Hide me.
its so wrong i can smell the sin,i can see it in her eyes,
its crawling under her skin,
its smelling under her bed,
under the pillow,
whats in her head?
but, shes never mean,
Shes not the one to make a scene,
shes to pretty and she dont want to bee seen.
but she still lies,
she still hides under her bed and cryes,
and some day she will be the one that dies.
DONT WASTE YOUR GOOD BYES
Poetry by Dirty-pretty-things
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Written on 2007-07-11 at 23:52
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