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yeppers
my breath smells of cigarettes... i'm so tired of trying to be everyones friend being played by the residual facts that i myself, yes me . have failed to connect the words they bleed right through me running every emotion like bent pages all correct but yet so contract and complex all the times i could have laughed but hated when given the chance i chose to despise cross my heart . close my eyes.look into my eyelids pray this time will be different but i can wish can't i? we've gone to far i've been near . never thought we'd end our journey here we should have gotten away if i had my choice you would have ignored my pass my smile my look we race time like its the race of our lives our pace is set by mistakes because were so cool your heart is big enough me and you but you'd hold on because you love the space i guess i could say its hard . embrace the brand new take it as far as you want to go but the end is pre-written and fake |
Dude i can relate to this in alot of ways......
This was dope fron beginning to end..... Alot of time people come to me with good news and i find a way to put em down cause of my own negativity and i feel this poem is One of the shorter and best ones i have read in a minute........ I really liked he way you did this peice... Props and go peep any of mine.... |
thanks i;ll check your stuff out
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