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Love sucks


Submitted:Mar 16, 2007    Reads: 92    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


Hey, you...the one standing motionless,

caught in the rain,

the one who taught me so well,

the meaning of pain,

standing so still...a permanent fixture,

I'll draw you a picture,

I'll draw it with a twist,

I'll draw it with a razorblade,

I'll draw it on my wrist,

and if I'm lucky,

a red fountain,

will appear,

to wash away my sorrows,

to chase away my fears





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