Happiness is ExhaustingA Poem by Meghan
This year I smell of lavender
And your second hand smoke I still haven't thrown you a rope Every time I think I might I choke I keep letting you fall too far Damn your touch. Damn your hands. Damn your promises and plans You love me more then I can stand I don't think I drink enough You drink way too much I can't believe you thought the music would tear us apart Sometimes I want to break your heart Just because I know I could I have no excuse It should be easy to love you I finally found my brilliant blue This year my lips are stained pink And my courage has grown I may have no place to call my own But my heart has a home And the house that you've built Was built in spite of selfishness and guilt I'll try to ignore the splinters © 2013 MeghanReviews
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Added on November 24, 2013Last Updated on November 24, 2013 |