Annoyance is such a hideous thing.
It blackens the heart.
Making it sting.
You say stop.
Do as I say!
How can I?
When you do it anyway..?
Annoyance...
Such an Ugly thing.
You can breathe..
But never have glee.
Remember the fallen..
Queen of hearts.
She roams within the darkness..
Of the humans heart.
I do not care.
Leave me be..
Be forewarned.
I might just..
Scream...
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 9:46 AM UTC
Annoyance is such a hideous thing.
It blackens the heart.
Making it sting.
You say stop.
Do as I say!
How can I?
When you do it anyway..?
Annoyance...
Such an Ugly thing.
You can breathe..
But never have glee.
Remember the fallen..
Queen of hearts.
She roams within the darkness..
Of the humans heart.
I do not care.
Leave me be..
Be forewarned.
I might just..
Scream...
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