My heart is made of paper,
So easily it will tear...

What sets her apart and makes her the one lusted...
How is she always the best...

A realization to my heart,
Is that it's only two tears drops upside-down...

Love is such a hurtful thing,
Such a horrible experiance...

You lied when you said we'd get through it...
You lied when you said that you cared...

As the overcast clouds rolled in,
I knew something was going to happen...

My love is like a mosh pit,
Flowing endlessly...

Life is leaving me,
And I'm slipping slowly into death...

Another sappy poem by me..sorry lmao...
I dont want to be cheated on again...

How can you just fake a smile,
How can I force a laugh...

You grace my presence,
Everytime you're near...

Lust is what comes from our convorsations,
Such a short four letter word...