Fever Blister Tears

by Josh   May 7, 2005


My shadow binded butterfly
What makes you tick?
What makes you want to cry?
Lying, dying
Your the one
killing, spilling
the beautiful blood
How do you cope?
What feeds your pain?
waiting, hating
A web you spun
falling, calling
jump my gun.

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  • 20 years ago

    by BrokenMisery

    I like it- short but the words were well thought out! Definatly worth more than a 3!