Treasure Island

taylor marie

(the city)

i cant


i cant stop crying
when part of me is dying
the tears i drop
they are tears of blood and murder
the murder of my heart
the blood from my veins
ill never stop crying
and slowly dying
i dont ever want to fall in love again
i rather be in pain
then be in love again
love broke my heart
pain mended my sanity
i dont want to be comforted
i wanna be alone
i dont want the fake smiles
i wanna fixed heart
i dont want a fake boyfriend
i wanna sweet boyfriend
i guess all i want is pain,
things i cant have
and a mended heart

Submitted: Friday, October 09, 2009
Edited: Saturday, October 10, 2009

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