JY ( / )


My heart's been punctured, torn to pieces,
As if you would,
Just when things are going good, you dropp that on me and crush my thoughts.
Just lookin at you makes me shudder to think what your feeling.
I can't help the way I am,
No-one reads me like you can,
Like an open book, my words seep into your head,
And like any crap book,
They too seep out.

Well screw this, I'm not gonna let you bring me down,
I like it here on my own cloud nine,
But slowly my cloud dissapates and I'm left again.
My lungs need pumping, 'Cause I can't breathe,
I need you to stop suffocating me.
Closer and closer and closer still, pushing tighter and tighter untill...

I can't see in, i can't see within
And it starts over again.

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That was really deep. I liked it. Loretta