Your stepping on broken glass,
the pictures of your shattered past.
Why bother to pick them up,
they only wish to disrupt.
Theres pictures of you and me,
at the time we were only three.
That was before the dreadful day,
when I desided not to stay.
You fought to prevent what would happen tonight,
though you didn't play your cards right.
Now who's dead on the floor,
and what will you say when the police burst through the door?
I'm dead you not,
your not the one whos going to rot.
Dig the grave and stick me in,
so the fun won't have to begin.
You'll get off scott free...
So now you won't have to deal with me.
- Title: Happy-ness
- Artist: -Keyoto Snow-
- Description: Though the title has nothing to do with the poem I don't want to change it. Once again I was just bored an thought this up.
- Date: 04/11/2009
- Tags: happyness
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