Sweetheart

Jun 17, 2009 14:09

You lie to me frequently

Calling me, catching me

Watching me walking down streets with no end.

You talk to me quietly

When I want to

Ignore you

But you never let me, you grab hold of my hand.

I can’t bite through your skin, can’t break from your embrace

And my nightmares are littered by the profile of your face

It hurts me you exist

It upsets me you breathe

Such a worthless sack of skin who refuses to leave…

I might have loved you once

But I made a mistake

And you’re been replaced, as has always been my way.

Find yourself a new doll

Preferably one who is a faux blonde

Because the cheaper the woman,

The stronger the bond.

And maybe once you’re entangled, you can leave me alone

And I won’t be haunted by blue eyes and the ringing of my phone.
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