Friday, March 8, 2013
spilled milk
I came for you
I came for you,
it's true
I came for nothing
nothing at all
it's just another line--
"I don't have the time"
I gave you everything I had
and you gave me nothing
nothing at all
stop asking me what's wrong
it's just another fucked-up song
stuck in my head
playing over and over
a thousand times
it doesn't mean anything
it means nothing at all
form the words
formulate the lies
I can see
right-fucking-through you
it's there in your eyes
but you always look away
that's okay
I can walk away
and still remain the same
I will always have
what I've always had--
nothing
nothing at all.
Labels:
girl,
hate mail,
love letters,
lyrics,
moon,
nothing,
nothing at all,
poem,
poetry,
random acts of violence,
relationship,
song,
spilled milk,
suicide notes
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