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[mygunhisblood]

i've been writing more a lot lately...
and i wrote this tonight.
if you read it, i'd really appreciate it if you told me what you though =)

we keep the bridges burning,
paving paths with no intention of ever returning.
tonight i'll stand at the edge of the world
and throw off every piece of poetry.
including the ones that said
you were meant for only me.

i fell for everthing you said
(which was always different from what you meant)
"i promise that i'll call you tonight."
i know that all you do is lie;
but i guess for now it's alright.

it rips me open again
in a way that i never fucking understand.

he's holding a lamp over his path home
i hope he makes every wrong turn.
and ends up at my door.
he'll weep as he tells me all the trouble that's been.
and he can stand there all fucking night.
because there's not once chance that i'm letting him in.