most of the poems are about my ex so i don't need to worry anymore because i have the most amazing boyfriend ever and so now alot of the poems are about him (: |
The first day we met, i swear it was love at first...
in a crowded room, i saw you and i knew that this...
That cold shear blade pressed firmly in hand.
"slit your wrists" is what my mind...
Death:a word of want; a word of need.
love:a word of hope; a word of greed...
You don't understand what you do to me.
you give me these feelings that i've never felt...
Sometimes i do still think i want to end it all.
pull the trigger...
Love; a four letter lie. |
There's always that line of people you hate and the even finer line of the people you love. |
I know it's nearly impossible to be perfect but through my eyes, perfection is an understatement for you. |