Number 15

by xX Toxic Cure Xx   Nov 19, 2004


To watch dreams break apart in the palm of my hand
Another flick of my bright red rubber band
Breaking everything i thought was mine
Leaving me clueless and crying
Pleading for something that will never come
Showing I am alone and dumb
Your voice echoes its lies in my head
Making me wish I was cold and dead
Everywhere I look, your the only thing I see
Reminding me of how great it used to be
Long hours in the morning still on the phone
Listening to your voice, your sweet sadistic tone
Tears of scarlet red drip for you
I couldn't think of anything else to do
Red raindrops chase away your words and lies
Reminding me of all the times you stopped my cries
I would give everything to have you just one more day
For just one more scene in this grand play

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  • 20 years ago

    by xX Toxic Cure Xx

    thankx andrea....lol i couldnt think of a name for it tho...

  • 20 years ago

    by Andrea

    excellent poem! although i kind of don't get the title "Number 15". but this is still a great poem anyway!