Your hatred can't bring your baby blues to my eyes.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
You lied to me in the summer time and dropped me before autumn even kissed the sky.

Submitted: March 05, 2008

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I get aroused from opening cans of worms

I watch your thoughts twist and crawl

And reach for some solid ground to hold on to

I get excited when I watch you stare at me

With hatred and scorn

I'm in love with the fact that I have filled you with disgust

And you can't even bring your beautiful baby blues to my eyes

I have no flow, no rythm, no rhyme

I can not scibble down these love notes to you

You will not listen, you want nothing more to do with me

But I saved every last word and memory

And savored the breath of yours in my ear at night.

God knows what is coming to you

And he will send me to deliver it to you.


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