Comments about pilar killeen
of what used too be
What used too be...
can these poems ever answer the doubts in my mind?
this static in each space of my mind when i think of all,
i wish i hadnt done for you,
when i said those words and you threw them back at me,
cause it was then you'd told of how none of it could be true,
all from you i dont believe the next person that tells me the first,
cause its a distorted and figment of my discuise