December 2011
I feel my heart breaking, it’s cracking down the middle.
I see my self numbing, loosing feeling.
I need hope before I don’t have a heart at all.
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A shitty poem by me. I wrote this a long time ago. It’s called “he took me to cloud 9 & dragged me to hell.”
he took me to cloud nine & then dragged me to hell.
he came a little early, i was very rushed. he left early, i felt empty.
we tease. a lot. we push, we hit and sometimes we bite. then we kiss. and drink. we tumble. and we smoke. drink some more. smoke our...
November 2011
Trust is a routine.
