InsideA Poem by Younge Writer
Shooting your disease up my veins
Is worst than shooting your heroin up my nose In conclusion I'm addicted to it I love how it runs through my red rivers Like Lewis and Clarks expedition And in order to survive It floats under my skin Eating layer by layer Moving from the inside to the out They expose themselves to my rotting eyes Ahhhh The blood pouring from the holes they left Feels like the good memories we shared The deeper they feed on Starts reflecting on how we failed And when they get to my core I have enough time Enough time to shred my last tear And my last words The words that will never make it to your ear My lips told what was hiding for so long And if you're wondering about the scroll It's not going to make it either But the message it would have told you is I did love you But I'm glad we're through Because life showed me How much you were killing me inside © 2010 Younge Writer |
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Added on April 22, 2010 Last Updated on April 22, 2010 AuthorYounge WriterHIAboutYoung writer. Outgoing, fun to be around but at independent at times more..Writing
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