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  • Nov 4, 2013

    let me leave

    haven’t changed the sheets
    i lie
    and think of you
    and me
    and how we used to be
    it’s getting old
    my thoughts of you
    they drive me crazy
    they make me lazy
    i don’t want to move
    i just need to prove
    i don’t need you
    let me proceed
    i just lie and read
    but then i stop
    and i get lost
    and i’m like
    damn
    i miss you
    and your lips
    and how i’d squeeze your hips
    fell for your tricks
    but i don’t even care
    and maybe that’s what’s sad
    i just feel crazy
    on the daily
    i’d just like to move on
    already

  • Nov 3, 2013

    b. w. p.

    i liked the way you
    walked
    talked
    the confidence
    your energy
    and how you treated me
    when i thought
    things were gonna be

    i looked and saw no flaws
    cause you were perfect
    but it was just a sad movie
    why does this always happen to me
    i felt lucky for once
    thought i found my forever friend
    but i guess
    things are always
    destined to
    end

  • Nov 3, 2013

    typical

    beautiful
    to me, that wasn’t so crucial
    i guess that’s rather unusual
    in this day and age
    everyone wants to be beautiful
    but what’s beautiful
    to everyone but me
    isn’t so beautiful
    it’s so brutal
    how usual

  • Nov 3, 2013

    waited over death

    remember how you would ignore me
    endlessly
    while i was laying in hospice
    with the phone right next to me
    you were on my mind
    while i watched death
    surface

    should have been the moment i knew
    but when you’re obsessed
    everything starts to repress
    everyone said
    let this one get away
    but i sat and cried for help
    with nothing left

  • Nov 2, 2013

    crazy daisies

    crazy to the core
    you were so lazy
    i almost sent you daisies
    but everyone told me that was crazy
    i was obsessing
    trying to add some dressing
    imagine if i told you
    all the things that crossed my mind
    and how i loved you
    unconditionally
    how stupid would i have looked
    when you left me
    all hooked
    up in you
    what was i supposed to do
    i wish you knew
    how much i loved you

  • Nov 2, 2013

    all i do is think of you

    roses
    i guess they’re red
    violets
    they’re not really blue
    damn
    all i do is think about
    you
    how it might have gone
    and what i did wrong
    can’t get you off my mind
    and those dark sad eyes
    but i guess
    one day
    it’ll pass

  • Nov 2, 2013

    beyond beautiful

    so reserved
    i sat and observed
    how you spun in circles
    in purple
    i wasn’t very verbal
    but i saw
    all you were
    i set down my liqueur
    and thought
    do you concur
    not really
    i turned around and looked out the window
    the city
    it was so beautiful
    and as usual
    so were you
    it was not disputable
    and i didn’t care
    if the feeling was mutual
    because when i looked at you
    you were so beautiful
    and so delusional
    ‘cause as usual
    you thought you weren’t

  • Nov 1, 2013

    journey to death

    hold your breath
    the tunnel we go
    a quick death
    that’s how we’ll go

    you’re sick
    startin’ to thin
    lookin’ like a stick
    come on, the train’s departing
    don’t complain
    you don’t have to die in vain

    this way is humane
    it’s not insane
    i told you, no need to die alone
    you don’t have to go on your own
    i already bought the gravestone
    no need to postpone
    ring me on the telephone
    if you can’t find me
    when we get into the unbeknown

  • Nov 1, 2013

    crossing my mind

    one day I won’t be in love with you
    I’ll just love you
    and the occasional thought of you
    might cross my mind
    but it’ll be bittersweet

  • Nov 1, 2013

    overcoming the past

    a little mischievous
    a little dark
    a little lost
    a little gone
    atop a grand facade

    the impact
    i admit, i blacked
    i cracked
    no interest to interact
    i packed
    i did overreact
    but i did
    subtract
    a fraud, in fact

    i didn’t run abroad
    i didn’t call a vice squad
    i didn’t ask for a word from god
    i didn’t wear a mask
    i threw out my flask
    got a tattoo
    and said screw you
    i pulled through

    found out who i was
    look at me now
    all profound
    didn’t end up in the ground

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