Blue boy
O how you sweet were your poisonous lies, my love
How they made me give every single piece of me
How you them made me willingly drank all the poison in
That all I can ask myself is why
Why play with my heart if you never intended to respect it?
It will forever be a mystery for me that people like you can exist
But for the boy with the blue in his eyes
with the desperate love i...
Sunday 1st May 2016 1:21 pm
Your emptiness
Do not fill my empty
Because you are emptiness in itself
Do not praise my beauty
Because my beauty should be there without your praise
Do not say you love me
Because loving me is what I should do
Do not make me yearn
Because yearning makes me so sad
Do not make me happy
Because when you go my happiness goes
Sunday 1st May 2016 1:03 pm
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