Addictive just like ecstasy
I guess they can't get enough me
Fonded by the beauty
They say It brings great chemistry
As soon as I build feelings
then that becomes the death of me
Why is it when I constantly run
They still chase after me
As soon as I let them get close in
They already get so tired of me
Always lose never win
My heart crumbles entirely
Faliure, unease the feeling of chagrin
More than just a pretty face
Yes I do enjoy an chase a
But when I let you win
I expect you to stay in 1st place
Please don't play pretend
And don't you dare lie to my face
Competition? Too bad I already let you win the race
And I'm the one stuck in last place
When the new race begin
I no longer care for the chase
Earasing all the men
The goal is that "I" win in my own pace
Categories:
fonded, confusion, feelings, love,
Form: Dramatic Verse
HE HISSED ME
HE KISSED ME
HE FONDED MY LOVE IN HASTE
MY HEART BETROTHED
MY LOVE HE STOLED
HIS AURO OF FRIGHTENING DESIRES
MY MIND HE NOURISHED TO DIE
MY SELF CONSCIENCE INTO A SLEEP
FADING AWAY IN MY COMA
MY REMAINS HE KEPT UNDER,
A OLD ABANDONED BRIDGE
Categories:
fonded, abuse, angst, cry, death,
Form: Dramatic Verse