H.A Poem by MatthewHaven't we all wanted to save someone?
Twisting by me as she does this dance
Never one to question why, I join her on the floor I find myself questioning why she is here, on what terms will I get by Never to act like another, she press her face against mine Lie, lie, lie! I love it when she lies, when she lies like a hooker! F**k, f**k, f**k! I love it when she f***s, when she f***s like a hooker! No, no, no! She is still here, laying down, covered in what was left of tomorrow Tomorrows lost dreams, running through her fractured little mind, the mind of a no one Walking by me as she does this dance, this dance with the devil Never one to ask why, I walk with her, side by side She questions me on my previous motives, I just shake my head, I’ve done all that I can I can’t save her, even when I tried, I must be a liar, can’t think of another reason why Cry, cry, cry! I love it when she cries, when she cries like a hooker! Die, die, die! I love it when she dies, just a little bit inside, when she dies like a hooker! Go, go, go! I hate it when she goes, when she goes like a hooker When she goes a little bit insane, inside from the pain, the pain of being a no one I walk by her again, the little w***e house of pain standing behind her A little bit of death in her hand, she blows out the flames of a dying tomorrow She grabs my hand, offering another dance, I take her hand, and we walk away The look in her eyes begs for an action, so I run with her, shots fired in the air So the chase begins Run, run, run! I love it when she runs, runs like a hooker! Move, move, move! I love it when she moves, moves like a hooker! Jump, jump, jump! I love it when she jumps, jumps like a hooker! Like a hooker! Like a hooker! I’m in love with a no one! I’m in love with a dead woman walking! © 2013 MatthewReviews
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StatsAuthorMatthewKSAboutI enjoyed writing comedy for the most part. I'm using this site to try my hand at poetry. Mostly I'm concentrated on poetry that could fit into music. more..Writing
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