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If it's good for you
Stab me with a text
Shoot me with  a call
Invade my life whenever it suits you.

If it's good for you
Walk in, and out of my life
Trample my heart
Crush out my hope like the **** of a cigarette.

If it's good for you
Abandon me again
Please, just leave me here
I'm so tired of waiting for you.

If it's good for you
Leave me hopeless
Broken
Bleeding.

If it's good for you
Steal like a thief in the moonlight
Enter with impending doom
Exit with my heart.

If it's good for you
Stay away from me, leave my life
Take a fast sports car to hell
And don't you ever look back.
No name brand
Caught up in unknown lands
Hard as ice and tough as nails
Rarely fighting just to fail

Will I rise or will I fall?
Or maybe just forget it all
Feel the sharp blade of a knife
Fade away this useless life

No name brand
Wishing for a life so bland
Is it worth the pain?
Just to wake again?

Thank you for your plastic
Stupid, ugly, selfish, dramatic
Make me want to scream
Wake myself from this stupid dream

No name brand
I can't stand
The madness of this town
Surely soon this hellish place has to be going down.
This poem is about my hometown, where I am, sadly, currently living in.
Dark and gelid
A chill of fear runs up my spine
With my death, I flirted
How he snuck, so vulpine.

My captor had me bound
Before I realized
The ropes he put around
Would leave me incised

I tugged and I screamed
In the silver moonlight
While he reamed,
I swore I would fight

I am not a princess
By birth, nor blood, nor right
But I have a fierceness
A silent kind of might

My ropes then I rend,
And I am free again.

— The End —