This poem has a broken rhythm, so I don't consider it to have one. I don't even consider it a poem... I just had to write. If someone knows how to fix..
If I'm so smart why do I walk this line...of this dream of you and the real youand know the reality is far more painfulAnd I'd like to wrap around the..
I can't say it's finished, but I don't know how to finish it... normally I wouldn't post it. but then I kind of thought about it, that's the state of ..
Why do I keep coming back?Why do I keep coming back?Back again.She's got a silver bullet in her nerf gunGiggles like a school girl, laughs like a trai..
Smoke is piling into your nostrilsYou try to hold your breathHoney, you pulled the triggerreplacing the smell of deathYou yearn the smell of flamesYou..
I came in secondYou looked into my eyesand said "that's where I belong"she scoured your mindYou loved her soAnd you can't be strong"she's there for me..