tears for her, not me
well, not really; there were two
more were expected
you asked honestly
and begged; so I said it all
this family is fucked
just end it all soon
or fix it; I know you can't
so I'll be gone soon
it doesn't matter
I deal with it as it comes
nothing is perfect
I'm not that hopeless
in fact, I talk, not to you
I know how I feel
yeah, you did break me
and yeah, it's way too late now
years can't be erased
but I'll be okay
some people have worse, it's true
I'm feeling it all
it's a stack of cards
we build and build silently
it falls, we restart
two years.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
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