this blood on my stomach makes it hard to go unnoticed
red splotches rising through the fabric of that shirt I borrowed from you and said I'd return but didn't
it smelled too much like you to let it go but now with these pools of embarrassment soaking in
I have a sinking feeling I'll have to wash you out of it
but maybe I'll get used to the absence of the stench of cheap alcohol and ****** cigarettes and maybe if I use enough bleach,
I'll never have to see you again
Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 8:52 PM UTC
this blood on my stomach makes it hard to go unnoticed
red splotches rising through the fabric of that shirt I borrowed from you and said I'd return but didn't
it smelled too much like you to let it go but now with these pools of embarrassment soaking in
I have a sinking feeling I'll have to wash you out of it
but maybe I'll get used to the absence of the stench of cheap alcohol and ****** cigarettes and maybe if I use enough bleach,
I'll never have to see you again
