| | this ones is just...uhm..not good but n e ways...i was bored.
a stich for a wound, any number but 2
Carve the letters in the skies,
or in your arm if its not night,
and remember everything from the past.
Everything that shouldnt matter,
bring it up to make you sadder.
but this time,
bleed a little deeper.
give me one good reason.
that should wait for you to clean up this mess.
i have to take it upon miself,
befor this gets out of hand.
but i can't, you wont let me.
some how im not understanding.
i thought i was alwayse there,
you said it yourself,
but incase mi words start to matter,
ill be right here.
Lost in whats left behind,
spilling red, but never mind,
because nothings going to be alright.
of corse i dont understand,
you expect me to just sit back and relax.
too bad i care and i hate this happening so fast,
or maybe its not and i should leave it in the past.
why wont you let me be there for you?
how long have i been without the whole truth?
broken promises and a jar of tears,
there are some things i would never do,
some things like lieing to you.
give me one good reason.
that should wait for you to clean up this mess.
i have to take it upon miself,
befor this gets out of hand.
but i can't, you wont let me.
some how im not understanding.
i thought i was alwayse there,
you said it yourself,
but incase mi words start to matter,
ill be right here.
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