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meh...poetry is what happens when I bleed words.Category: poemsss
Monday, 15 October 2012
11:45:07 PM (GMT)
Breaking bones is my specialty. 
Yours or mine, I hardly care.
I don't want to let my bloodlust get the best of me,
and I know that killing for fun isn't really fair.
spilling blood is my specialty.
Yours or mine, I hardly care.
And tonight you're looking so lovely, 
that I think I'll go just as far as I dare.
I'm going nowhere fast,
And I'll be there soon.
I know that tonight won't last,
yeah, my every effort to save you is doomed. 
I'd hate to regress into caring
Because it's just not worth it, it just doesn't help.
I love watching you cry, because you're so beautiful drowning in all the pain you've
been dealt. 
Now listen to me love, 
If I die tonight,
I don't expect you to start grieving.
But once in a while,
It would be nice if you 
could check to see if I'm still breathing.

I know I must look like a mess,

standing here,

open wounds,

blood splattered on my dress.

I know I must look pretty sick;

nervous and crying,

skinny and scared,

just a broken doll

with a broken heart.

But I promise,

Oh, I promise,

it's not so hard to make me smile.

I may seem shy at first,

but I might trust you after a while.

I'm not so hard to take care of;

just hold my hand,

and understand,

and I'll give you all my love.

It's not really hard

to make me happy.

I promise,

Oh, I promise,

all you have to do

is love me.


I've been waiting and waiting for this pain to wear off, 
like it's supposed to.
But nothing is changing;
if my emotions changed as easily as yours,
if I could shift from sadness to happiness 
the way you shift from love to hate,
I'd be fine.

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