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Camy Mathews Jun 2014
roses are red,
violets are blue,
and my heart is broken,
but I'm guessing you
already knew that too.
Camy Mathews Jun 2014
AS SOON AS I CUT MY SKIN I DREW A PICTURE OF YOU WITH MY BLOOD AS YOU WERE THE ONLY THING THAT WAS COURSING THROUGH MY VEINS. EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU, YOUR HANDS, YOUR LAUGH, THE TWINKLE IN YOUR EYES KEPT ME ALIVE AND WHEN THAT WASN'T AROUND ANYMORE I WAS PRACTICALLY DEAD. I NEEDED YOU OUT OF MY BODY AND THIS WAS THE ONLY WAY, AND NOW THAT YOU ARE NO LONGER INSIDE I CAN FINALY WASH YOU AWAY, BUT EVEN NOW MY HAND LINGERS AS THIS ****** SMILE IS THE ONLY THING THAT IS HELPING ME BREATHE.
first try at prose type thing and actually kind of proud.
Camy Mathews Jun 2014
when I reached the store,
I found out that I have
a hole in my pocket.
my change escaped
and now I can't afford
my box of cigarettes.

and as I walk home,
I hope and I wish
that I don't have
and hole in my heart,
because I can't afford
to lose you too.

— The End —