Loving you is futile
It bears no fruit to sate my hunger
or nectar to quench my thirst.
It bears only thorns to pierce skin once excited by your touch.
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 3:50 AM UTC
Ticking clocks and photographs
have many tales to tell
distorted smiles and passing time
show that I loved you well.
The dreams we shared
lay broken now
aflame upon the pyre
I snooped about
and found you out
you ***** ******* liar.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 5:27 PM UTC
This need to know is killing me
It isn't any fun
Just let me try, just once to see
How you'd taste on my tongue.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 5:24 AM UTC