BROKEN ARROWS CROOKED BOW

BROKEN ARROWS CROOKED BOW

A Poem by The devil is me.

ive gained a whole new perspective
disappointment has been so repetitive
i envy those who can crush someones soul
and not even blink not even think
i shouldnt put my heart where it dont belong
no matter how convinced i cant be wrong
things are never what they seem to be
i want to see through your eyes
and take a look at me

 

trust no one
only mine
on my own
everytime

 

im not right with a knife in my back
but its to late to take it back
you should always finish what you start
now tear the rest of me apart
i cannot see what i am looking through
see though my eyes
and take a look at you

 

trust no one
only mine
on my own
everytime
 
by c catuara

© 2011 The devil is me.


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Added on September 19, 2011
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The devil is me.
The devil is me.

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