Making of a Tear

by Dying Beautifully   May 6, 2008


Sick and tired,
Just got fired.
Went to bed,
To rest my head.

Moving slowly,
Noone told me.
You were taken,
So mishappen.

Hold me now,
Don't care how.
Getting hugs,
From a million thugs.

What just happened?
He got flattened.
Noone noticed,
I was closest.

Loving sucks,
Got two bucks?
Leave me here,
To shed a tear.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Aww this is good i liked it xx