To My Friend
To my friend
I love when you bring me down
Dropping me onto the floor
Headfirst
While my hands are forever bruised
With the shape of your fingers
Midnight, down in my room
Paint fumes, runts, waste
Sticks, non-toxic taste
Notes on squares small
And I love it all
Copyright © Ashley Daly | Year Posted 2005
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