![]() Perfect DeadA Poem by Teddybearlee
Why would you poke holes in the umbrella
When it's raining outside How could you engrave my tomb Before my heart's even died You would crumple up my poem Before even finishing the words And step on these roses Claiming your vision was blurred You made perfect dead Shot it in the head You made perfect dead All this love that I've bled Burn down this house Where all these memories are made Cut through all these sheets On this bed that we laid Tied up my heart With these knots you pulled tight And then you decided to walk away Without even giving us a fight You made perfect dead Shot it in the head You made perfect dead All this love that I've bled Fucked with my head And now no one understands my confusion Promised me forever And taught me eternity is an illusion Placed a ring on my finger Then cursed me with hell Lifted my spirits And now laugh that I fell You made perfect dead Shot it in the dead You made perfect dead All this love that I've bled © 2017 Teddybearlee |
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Added on July 27, 2017 Last Updated on July 27, 2017 Author![]() TeddybearleeWeirton, WVAboutIn July 2015, my wife left me, up until that point, we had a beautiful and wonderful marriage and relationship. We had a beautiful daughter. Our relationship was healthy and happy, then one day, she.. more..Writing
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