MusicA Poem by MithridateSuckish title, suckish poem, thanks if you like it :)As my eyes shed more tears, I hear the music come to my ears. As I hear your wonderous voice, I come to the conclusion that I have no choice. As I cling to your arm, I feel no hurt, I feel no harm. But in the end, I wish you were real. I want you here, how great would that feel? © 2010 Mithridate |
AuthorMithridateALAboutJust another another teenager with insomnia, just another teenager in love with someone who's in love with someone else, another teenager who is still looking for a place in this world to belong, the .. more..Writing
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