Tuesday, April 21, 2009

You make me sick

You make me sick,
disgusted, naseous, heavy like a brick

Yet I can't say goodbye,
I want to, I can't, I need to get high

I'm cringing as I write this
Livid and mad
Furious, on fire
Not even sad

I hate you so much
Your lies, your flaws, your face, your touch

You're nothing, your wrong
Not the one, not right, a horrible song

I want to destroy you,
bring you down hard,
Tortured and red
Beaten and scarred


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