i have to go into hospital for brain scans and im rele shock up by it and yet people still throw shit in my face.


your number one with a bullet

i take you in with arm open wide
putting you first as always
then you throw it in my face
all that time i spent on you
when i'm the one dying inside.



Poetry by Dani
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Written on 2006-09-22 at 11:27

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gemma
short but beautiful. i love it :)

xxx
2008-06-26