All the bitter memories
Wilt all our beautiful flowers
Until nothing else could you see
As if I dragged you into hell
Sorry I’m no better
I slipped in suddenly
Then was compared to them
Ruining tomorrow’s hazel eyed sundown
My imperfections I became the Devil
I was too far in to see clearly
When all was said and done
All my verbal powers died
I became manipulation
A toxic evil one
I slipped in suddenly
Sweeping you off your feet
In my slip ups compared to them
Ruining tomorrow’s hazel eyed sundown
My imperfections I became the Devil
I’d die now
To know you’re alright
Half way between peace & a sigh
Not afraid to admit love died too early
I’m Satan dying alone at night
Decades of bitter solitude
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
No Better
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