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Pink Halverson Jan 2010
It's good to see you too my friend
Where have I been?
Making stupid promises
To some old stupid boy
But now that's done.
And you and I are free to do
Whatever we so please
Bleed.
Out everything.
Bleed.
Until my heart stops beating
Because every time it does
I feel the pain of love
Make me bleed
Out all this poisonous
Heartache.
I will be okay some day.
But you,
My friend
Will help me.
Bleed.
What was the point in keeping promises
When it would all end anyway
It's nice to see you too my friend
Where have I been?
Somewhere I shouldn't have.
I'm sorry I waited
So long.
Pink Halverson Jan 2010
I guess that someone could say
I've got you and you've got me
In every shape and form
Matching scars
Upon our hearts
I shot once babe
And you shot twice
Nothing's perfect, perfectly nice
So grab your sword
And grab your guns
Tie your tattered blindfold
Take your peeping Toms
Find your secret weapons
And
Ready
Aim
Fire!
Pink Halverson Jan 2010
Pain
Like an unforgiving waterfall
Crashes on me
Rips open my skin
And pours its horrible thoughts
Into my soul
I am sick to my stomach
Its acids eat me up from the inside
Actions
And consequences
Actions
And consequences
Break a promise, please?
DON'T YOU  DARE
Please don't say that
You don't care anymore
Act the same
PLEASE
Act the same
Could this now be a point?
A turning point in which your head turns
Away?
Away from me?
How could you dare?!
Keep your promises
I'll keep mine
HOLD ON.
Pink Halverson Jan 2010
I have the one thing everyone's pining for
Everyone's wishing for
Everything everybody is chasing after
What half the world's songs are about
His name is love.
Truly, deeply, sincerely
However you want to describe how he comes
There are no words
For when he does.
Not even perfection
Because perfect he is not
He is not a fairy tale ending
He is not a complex love poem
He is love.
His is dumb
He is clumsy
He is angry as the wind
You cannot catch him
For he is a trickster
Sometimes you may not see him
When he's been there all along.
He is not kind
He is not merciless
He will not wait for you
No, not one minute.
He will sweep you when he wills
And he will sweep you off your feet.
Pink Halverson Jan 2010
For years you question
Everything
Wonder if
Anything
Was even true at all
Intentions are unclear
And so is truth.
Truth cannot be realized
Until much later.
Must longer
Must larger
An answer than you expected
Surprise is written on every answer
Hesitation on every question
On long ago thoughts.
But with every answer
A door closes.
Sometimes slams
Sometimes locks.
But it feels as if your mind is freed
And this freedom feels so stable
From questions
No longer bouncing around in your head
They are gone.
And there is peace
Once more.
There is closure
At last.
Pink Halverson Jan 2010
Most of you is truthful
But part of you is not
When you tell me something
I'm not sure which I've got
You've told me of your past
Almost your whole life story
But if you mix lies and truth
How do I know which you've told me?
I'd rather not ask
I'd rather forget
I'd rather start with a clean slate
I'm not a lie-detector test

"Hello my name is Pink."
"Is yours a lie?"
Pink Halverson Jan 2010
If you need a replacement
I'm yours
If you need a new best friend
I'm yours
If you need a distraction
I'm yours
If you need an escape plan
I'm yours

I'm here when you have nothing better to do
I'm here when your worlds at its worst
If you need a cheap laugh, I'm your buddy.
Or a waste of you money, just call me

I'm your "better things to do" on your Saturday night
Than hang with your girl or your fam
I'm your "I'll be there later" and soon you'll forget
Cause you're lost in your own little land

When you're low on money, I'm splitting
When you're full of it I'm by your side
Which you won't cause your job you are quitting
You can't get up to get there on time

I'm your friend when you leave all your others
To hang out with me and get through
The **** that your life has been turned to
Who am I? Dear friend, I am you.

But
Who am I
If you are no longer
Yourself?
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