Saturday, July 18, 2009

Untitled.

At no point in time, did I expect to have to pen this rhyme.
So many tears have fallen - it should be classified as a water conservation crime.
He should be on death row for all the heartbeats he's stolen out of my chest.
I'm living vicariously through my pain, and I don’t know how many breaths I have left.
I'm writing ambidextrously, knowing my right hand is the only one that works.
I'm forcing thoughts out of left field, when all I wanna say is,
YOU DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH THIS SHIT HURTS!

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