I'm glad, you left me lingering
In this beautiful misery
You know it's was hard hitting living with someone's old memories so I burned those pages of life.
Took a small vacation at a beach
Drank a little, wrote a lot
Maybe will write a book
Perhaps make you the villain.
Love you are the muse of a dark poet
You are going to live a enternal life
Of agonizing pain through the words.
I loved, I fought made way towards you and you turned the ship.
©sarcasticbong
Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 2:26 PM UTC
I'm glad, you left me lingering
In this beautiful misery
You know it's was hard hitting living with someone's old memories so I burned those pages of life.
Took a small vacation at a beach
Drank a little, wrote a lot
Maybe will write a book
Perhaps make you the villain.
Love you are the muse of a dark poet
You are going to live a enternal life
Of agonizing pain through the words.
I loved, I fought made way towards you and you turned the ship.
©sarcasticbong
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