Lying post ***
Thinking about what I've done,
The best love I ever gave...
I was thinking of you.
This dark matter seeps into
the white glow surrounding your image.
Good and bad intertwine
like inseparable lovers.
This thing we have
is a biopsy of the nature of the universe:
The **** always stains the white pavement
and becomes a part of it forever.
Why do I have to love you?
Please cut this string,
stab me in the heart, and
End it.
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 1:52 PM UTC
Lying post ***
Thinking about what I've done,
The best love I ever gave...
I was thinking of you.
This dark matter seeps into
the white glow surrounding your image.
Good and bad intertwine
like inseparable lovers.
This thing we have
is a biopsy of the nature of the universe:
The **** always stains the white pavement
and becomes a part of it forever.
Why do I have to love you?
Please cut this string,
stab me in the heart, and
End it.
