A joke

by Alexandraa   Apr 15, 2009


A dark blue cursing my eyes into a negative state. Your hands are gripping and they tear at my flesh i need to break free from your horrible embrace. I want to smell the odur of a beautiful man with strong and worthy bones that are so far from yours.

your lips can never taste mine even though i know you dream, i cant have that taste on my body every time i feel the lips of another. I did not mean to make you cry but time is all i needed , you took my time and turned it into nothing but a number.

My legs dont move anymore and my hands dont clench , you stole my body and all its belonging the day you made me see you torn. I cannot run even though i wish i could , its too much effort for me too take. This sis what you've made of me into, a worthless crying kid.

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