Travel down this here icy river. Sleep in the car. Catch a cold. Burn parallel sticks of cancer. Back against cold bark. Lack of confidence. Black sweater. She forgot to progress. Her story was nice. Dark pine. It’s getting dark outside. It’s too good inside. Buried fire letters. They were never sent. I’ll get out of here soon. Washington county. Pyro slugs. All caught up in tear sleeves. I’ll help your helping hand. No help here. The world made cones are my saviors. Your neon wounds have been saved. Helping paper cup. Your friendly neighborhood razor cuts. Hands grasping forest side. I’ll forever. Be by your side.
Nights driving home I stop by our spot A small stretch of road where cigarette paper and energy drinks find home A blow to my heart as I remember how you use to be Fearless and caring Reckless and daring Strong and free Bold and wild We roamed the streets of our town We ruled the world that was ours We fell in love now I know to be a mistake Eagerly I jumped in and asked for you Anxiously you jumped and asked for me We were young and innocent We were foolish and blind Asking for your hand in marriage was arrogant of me You asked for me to marry you Too young. Too stupid. Too boastful. My soul, I was forever wed to you So I shall be till the end of time. You grew up and I was too careless You left and I was too late Like the wolf howls at the moon I will long for you my love I will love you even though I cannot have you. A girl who played with satan
A Psycopath and A Sociopath She was my one and only You may think I'm crazy for still loving her I suppose a Joker and Harley love never lasts I was the one who broke her heart She was innocently in love and I broke her While I had my fun and games she worried While I played with the devil she pleaded I should've seen it before. The Girl who danced with the Devil was a free colorful soul She deserves better than the rotten demon She deserves more than a broken beast. Now he showed her life and she fell for flowers Roses and Life are what she deserves. Blood and Death are my life not hers. McKenna my dear I will love you till the end of time..
The one who loves with their whole heart never sees the future A love that is endless is broken and burned She beams with life and gambles with Lucifer A love that is scorned and purged He stole your heart away from my broken hands You fell for him because he showed vibrant colors I showed you beauty in darkness that is grand My love stolen by the beauty of flowers All I have was yours and it was not beautiful enough for you You are my love in infinite time even if I'm not your love..
The past awakens in my weary eyes as I lie here A beauty beyond the stars A young innocent love, my dear We could have soared higher and traveled farther The hopes of a future within our grasp A phantom and dark beauty Would I find love at last! A pain to leave me with anxiety Finding love left to the past and haunting dreams of my future You were the fire that lit my soul A beauty who stole my heart, you. I should've seen the end sooner My love you have gone A love that will never die
She gambled with Death She wrestled with Life She played with Satan She was a deadly weapon She was beautiful Darkness She was my love for a brief moment in infinite time She's a beautiful poetic soul She's a strong lover but also a fierce fighter She is the one who holds my heart She is the one who broke my heart She is the one stolen by time She is the Girl who played with Satan
January 5th.... The day where I lost and left Everything that I've ever cared about. On this day I had a doubt, That our first kiss was going to be our last. When our lips danced and cuddled I felt that the world stopped moving, What mattered was that moment, A moment that I was afraid of letting go, Because I knew it was going to be my last day with her around. It broke my heart that I had to leave, But she brought me back into one piece… Her warm breath sliding down my upper lip Felt like that warm breeze During a cold day, Our lips were dancing on the tunes of our feelings, Our minds are caught up in the moment, Afraid of letting go. Every girl after her felt and seemed worthless, Because no one has the warmth of her lips. I would love to hold her hand for one last time, And feel the warmth of her lips one last time.
leaving and letting go of someone you've really loved is hard. So love your significant others and never hurt them.