#fff
when bruises turn to cuts
and cuts turn to wounds
and wounds turn into lovers leaving too soon
when ill doings turn to trouble
and trouble turns to joy
the cringing smile on an officer who's punishment deploys
when you i see a star
and in your eyes i see the moon
but i look down at my chest to see a knifing harpoon
and when lovers turn to dust and
dust sprays along the moon
it will always be your station
to that frequency i will tune
Oct 27, 2022
Oct 27, 2022 at 10:58 PM UTC
He held on
But not to her
She fell straight to the ground
Feeling lost and hurt
She loved
He hated
Everything that was in her head
But yet still laid with her in bed
He hated everything she wanted to be
She was blind
By love that wasn't give back in return
A rose died that day
Along with her love
She took it all back
He never realized it yet
May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 9:02 AM UTC