It isent all its made up to be

by beautisworthless   Mar 9, 2008


Death be all you are to me,a broken chair a shattered dream,a love i felt that now is lost,a pillow thats no longer soft,i wish for you your happiness,while i write I'm dieing,you don't care that you were once mine,i drowned in sorrow and in pain,i dry my tears and swallow again,i wont give up my heart tonight,until i know the time is right,you shattered and broke the days that you bruised,poked and prod until i was blue,you covered me in my silken bed with the thorns that you shed,you never will let me forget,that i lost this rare gift,but blame yourself for your mistake,the pain you give the pain i take,don't cry for me cause you will drowned in the blood you swirled around good bye for-never again unbound.

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