why are you here? I almost hate you, despise you for leaving me pouring my feelings like red ribbons of blood into the clouds I could never hate you as much as you deserve but you could never love me the way I desire (or could you?) no Go find yourself heartless piece of burning flesh eroding at my soul you make me go quite insane and mad for you come find me, my love find me a heart and a soul and a body that can love again the capacity is lost (in an ironic twist of confession) on your wasted love and my drained shell of myself my devoured self-portrait refuses to love as fully as I love you. shattered like you and your ego of multiplicity on the wall of pink hearts and plastic poker chips.
Reason for writing:
This was inspired by an old flame. I was feeling really frustrated by him one night and spit this out in about 15 minutes onto a blue notepad.
Birth sign: Taurus
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