The end of love is a butterfly destroyed
My lust is in the bottle,
It’s sat there on the shelf.
My lust is too much for you,
So I must be by myself.
I need something amazing, to change my empty life;
I need to find a woman. No; I need to find a wife.
I need something new, to replace the old,
I need someone blue, whose heart is cold.
I need what I know, pain and suffering;
Hurt me and lie you love me and I will give you a ring.
Keep happiness away from me please,
I don’t understand it, I don’t get it;
Please give me back my misery.
Loneliness; a lack of witnesses,
To the fading memory of this boys existence.
Suicide, is on my mind,
From nine to five and through unto nine.
I still wish I had your tender loving care,
But now I realize, that was never really there.
It was a lie you told me, to get what you needed,
So take everything from me; go ahead, be greedy.
I want to shoot you up, before you shoot me down in flames,
I see you with him and I feel my pain.
My rage burns inside me, I hate you so much,
I want to kill you, I can’t stand you, oh my God I’m still in love.
(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
- Author: Aa Harvey ( Offline)
- Published: March 12th, 2016 07:47
- Category: Love
- Views: 39
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