I wanna break
I wanna bend
All these rules
Inside my head
I wanna kiss
I wanna kill
Psychopathic
Daffodil
I wanna fight
I wanna fly
Attack panic
Overkill
I'm coming out
She gets around
Hes coming up
It's going down.
I'm screaming out
She turns around
We're fucking up
It's going down
Let them talk
Let me stalk
On the bitch
Who stole my thoughts
Let them rot
Let me watch
The price they pay
To keep the cost
Let them go
Let me know
When it hurts
I'll turn on the cold
I'm coming out
She gets around
Hes coming up
Shits going down.
I'm screaming out
Word gets around
We're fucking up
It's going down
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Author:
Edthepoet (
Offline) - Published: June 11th, 2019 15:46
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Comments3
I hope this is not reality, and only poetic espxpression -
One leaves oneself exposed to pain, when one surrenders their emotion to another.
Love them only as much as it doesn't hurt.
I mean no offence here but..What on earth are you talking about? Poetry is the act of surrendering to your emotions under the blade of honesty and Love is as much pain as it is ecstasy.
I must have misread your poem.
I must have misread your poem.
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