I'm sick and tierd Of wasting my tears on you Casting a blind eye On your own shadow It's only polite to cry at a funeral Empty arms, darkened words I will not let you corrupt me Ruining a life while fulfilling your needs I hope someday you see the damage The nights I cried myself to sleep My first contact with the knife Long conversations with the Reaper With God holding His breath You have broken me more than any pain Failing at your job of comfort I will not hide in the darkness anymore For tonight I will step in the light Watching you laugh at my tears I will drown myself in hopelessness And be buried away in the ground You will no longer be burdened By another hopless case I hope when I die You'll be happy for once You won't have to deal with
A mistake
That mistake was me...
needless to say; I miss Timothy; I miss him being MINE.
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btw, visit youtube. my username is kbcxlove90 Kelly Clarkson spit on my friend & I at the concert we went to! and she signed our poster. ^^ I wish I could be this happy. ..but that'll never happen again.