You reached for my hand
and I bowed my head
it'd take too much energy to touch you
and although we are both forsaken
I'd rather face cold rejection
Then stand beside you
You're merely a reminder
of the constant abrupt change derailing my life
and yes I work out of spite and harbor resentment
more than the next crossed lass I'm guessing
I just cant give in to a lie
a trick
and happiness isn't built upon shame and illness
So when I caught cupid pinching my ***
you best believe my hoof gave him quite the blast
never say never?
...never with you
Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 10:13 PM UTC
You reached for my hand
and I bowed my head
it'd take too much energy to touch you
and although we are both forsaken
I'd rather face cold rejection
Then stand beside you
You're merely a reminder
of the constant abrupt change derailing my life
and yes I work out of spite and harbor resentment
more than the next crossed lass I'm guessing
I just cant give in to a lie
a trick
and happiness isn't built upon shame and illness
So when I caught cupid pinching my ***
you best believe my hoof gave him quite the blast
never say never?
...never with you
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