Real men don't break hearts, they break your head board*

Sweet blasphemy

From x to y to z
How are your planets aligned,
Inside your mind,

You did great at ******* fate,
& leaving me,

Like the pores in my skin,
You take in the bad,
15 seconds surface contact,

Like loving Peter Pan,
& all of his lost boys,
I think I'll give you a kiss...

Oh-de-la-ly

Lifes like a cart return,
Filled with Cheshire cats,
Bad luck,
You broke your mothers mirror,

Drink from a cup that has been spilled,
He said his life is tipped over,
He gladly went home,

Loves no place for me,
Save your sermon,
It's not sunday yet,

I've got plenty of time to regret,
Future mistakes,
You will never
Deserve,
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Generally you will,
I only have words,
To fill swimming pools,
So we can drown once again.

Id be lying if I said I wasn't bitter.

Lettuce forgive those, who do wrong,
Because I don't carrot all anymore.

Dragon breath swirls in the shadow of a pale, clouded moon,
Fresh winter freezes the capillaries in my rosy cheeks,
Dead leaves rustle under the footsteps of a hidden creature of darkness,
The stars gaze upon me, gawking at my pathetic poetry,
The wind whistles its final tune,
And the only null to my fear rests in the assurance
That the sun will rise again in the morning.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
Has nobody realised that it can drive a man insane?
Wasting your life away watching the rotating hands.
Daylight Savings just seems like a cruel joke.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
For Christ’s sake, make it stop.
A constant reminder that we’re dying.
Drinking too much alcohol and writing lazy poems.
We’re young now but it will watch us grow old.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
No more.

Rip it from the wall,
Torture a confession out of it,
Leave it broken on the floor,
Shattered like the hearts of feeble lovers who let it **** them.

We shall overcome.