The Space Between

Mar 04, 2010 18:06

My poetic blood flow has stopped,
but here's a blast from the past:

I AM SOMEONE
Why is this world so cruel?
It's turned out for the worst.
Every time he says "i love you",
it just hurts more and more.
I love to see those words
printed carefully on his letters;
Until i realize it was just
another lie, all he's doing
is playing with me.
Tearing me apart one ( Read more... )

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fbrobey March 10 2010, 13:27:59 UTC
Ooh I wish I could write poetry. Your work is brilliant, I especially loved "Prada's fly tonight" in Fake Medication, just found the line really appeasing. Hope to read more of your work soon.

xxxxx

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