THANKS
I cant feel it, its nothing on me
I cant see it, its nothing on my sight
I cant touch it , its more of a glare
I cant smell it, its a cast on stench
I cant taste it, why? I got no buds
Why ME
my acerbic no witty tongue...
if its a compliment on you it gives
who cares you never feel same
you've dead on my feelings
you've made me emotionless
you've made me heartless
who cares still that you see...
nothing but a nincompoop...I..
Desperate lonely and attention...
to seek? dead .
I buried it low , six feet deep
I weep on every inch high I get.
she, him , you dropped me to lands...
...of the dead ..
willing up I resist.
you burnt me to ashes ,
I feel nothing but a trash ,
and am fine.
tHANK you for ...
the broken HEART
@breell
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