Laying broken on the ground
Mind and body exhausted
Ready to give out
Ready to shut off
Now there's you
Prepared to speak a vow
Of everlasting love
The whiteness doesn't suit you
It that why you held me?
To stain something so pure
With my tainted blood
Is something you would do
Or perhaps you really care
I see the tears ready to fall
Down your mask
Washing it away
Don't wet your face for me
Do it only for him
The one who took you from me
Love him, not me
But you won't, will you?
You can't, not after this
You say you'll stay with me
Not caring what he says
That makes me happy
Now, without a worry
I can rest
I love you
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Peoms
this journal contains depressing poems. So if you don't like reading about people dying...then KEEP OUT. Scratch that. SOME of the poems are dark.
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