Blunt.

Blunt.

A Story by Seth Vaile

I got a rope around my neck to break my fall

And if i die and don't come back you can have it all.

The house, the car, the money, the love.

All the love i have to give wont save you.

From this evil that enclaves you.

You'll never be the girl i fell in love with.

Just the thought of you makes me sick.

I vomit, and peal layers back.

Shocked from all the originality you lack.

Cheating on me? Really? Where'd that get you.

In your bed curled up with your hand on a tissue.

Just kidding, b***h, you don't give a f**k.

About how you broke my heart, and ended your luck.

I'mma be the best thing to ever happen to you, just watch.

And if you can't find better then i guess you're squashed.

Cause i'm not here for you anymore hoe. 

Oh, no, no.

I'm gonna be someone else's perfect fiance.

Perfect prince, perfect boyfriend, a male beyonce.

Cause you seduce and then kill

While i love and i thrill

You don't have a hold on me anymore

I finally realised you're just a w***e.

I f*****g hate you, c**t.

My weapon is sharp, while yours remains blunt.

© 2010 Seth Vaile


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How convenient that you found something to rhyme with blunt SV?lol

Moving on is hard to do, but harder without a lot of this boo who, sort of poetry. Your weapon is your pen, but dont blunt it or your self esteem, is my best advice of 2010!lol

Smiling at you

Tai

Posted 13 Years Ago



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