My Apologies

Sharing cold kisses
and another numb f***
I don’t want a future, dear
I guess you’re out of luck

Where there used to be electricity
all there is is stale breath
So touch my darkened heart goodbye
I’m sorry we part before death

Love should never be a chore
I care, but like you’re a brother
And incest isn’t really my thing
So you’ll have to love another
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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