Written 09.05.2012
that fucked them over
Now there's someone before him
that fucked me over
Someone I loved
that left me
Someone I poisoned
that numbed me
Someone I indulged
that made me cold, cynical and suspicious
Now my dreams are twisted
no healthy road to what he'd ask of me
Luckily my dreams are dust
my future corns of sand whirling and changing in this storm
of me healing
There will be no more before him
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2012-06-05 at 22:54
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There was always someone
There's always someone before methat fucked them over
Now there's someone before him
that fucked me over
Someone I loved
that left me
Someone I poisoned
that numbed me
Someone I indulged
that made me cold, cynical and suspicious
Now my dreams are twisted
no healthy road to what he'd ask of me
Luckily my dreams are dust
my future corns of sand whirling and changing in this storm
of me healing
There will be no more before him
Poetry by SecretWords
Read 857 times
Written on 2012-06-05 at 22:54
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