She transferred her darkness and sadness
to create the most prepossessing pieces of literature
and this is where her demons rested//

For just a little while.

I'd be lying
To telleth thee...
I'd be quote
(Happy)
Watching the fourth of July fireworks by mineself....
Though tis a blessing
With family next to thou...
( wanting ourn lover) next to us yet noone there....
Is a hard bullet to bite....
As I'm dreading  those powerful sounds tommorrow,
As I'm dreading seeing heavenly lights,
With such in unheavenly loneliness...

As so many think the fourth is a day to celebrate freedom..
I think more a day for hopeless romantic's to feeleth
Their pain splurge into an artistic lightshow platform...

I said I was okay,
                and another person was deceived.

with the thought of being gone.

It says almost time
She would celebrate the day
She came to this world
Everyone would
Hug her
But she just smiled
And went on
She didn't care
What day it was
Because
To her
It was another
November day
Not her birthday

The one bedroom apartment;
where your drinking habits only scare your cat.

COME ON.
LET THE WRITERS BREAK THEIR WRISTS AND BLEED THEIR FINGERS DRY OVER SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T GIVE A **** ABOUT THEM