Bugs
The bugs crawl in
The bugs crawl in
So, the lights go out
The lights go out
Your life runs out
Runs.....
I grabbed a gun to kill my habit
But I made a mistake and killed my rabbit
He is now infested with bugs
But I gave him all of my love
My sweet teddy bear
I accidently threw away
When I was trying
To rid of myself that day
She now sleeps with the bugs
But I think I gave her most of my love
Oh my dearest friend
I never meant for you to hurt
But you got in the way
Of the process of burying myself in the dirt
You now are friends with the bugs
But I tried to give you some of my love
My pathetic self
Cannot rid of this pain
I could not last week
Could not today
No wonder I have no one to love
They all left for the dirt, but I don't like bugs
Written July 6, 2005
Copyright © Kristin Baker | Year Posted 2008
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