Eventually you will forget my name,
And I won't mind at all, dear.
Dear, dear you will forget my face,
And I won't give it a thought, sweet.
Sweet, sweet things will be lost,
And I won't miss them at all, love.
Love, love you won't think of me,
And I'll find it doesn't matter, darling.
Darling, darling I will remember you.
You, you can forget about me,
Because I will remember you.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Destruction.
Flames licking and windows exploding,
blue and green and red and yellow-
a rainbow shower of shattered glass
makes paths on the ground and Jesus'
face is crying up at me from the floor,
Juxtaposed with the maniacal grinning,
of those who are looting, smashing,
tearing down of the
holy place.
Fuck this shit
I deleted it all from you,
So I won't be tempted.
Nope, if you want me,
You have to choose me.
I am getting the impression
I was played, and now
I'm fucked.
You two,
Her, whoever, (fuck this)
deserve each other.
I walked into the middle of
drama and heartache,
and for a second,
just a moment,
I had hope.
Backing off,
Leaving you alone,
You deserve better than her.
Even if it's not me.
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