Poem. Random.
If you don’t want to talk
Then don’t look at me
If you don’t want to smile
Then please just leave
If you don’t feel the same
Then yes I will cry
If you don’t like my tears
don’t worry I’ll be quiet
I will watch the clouds
Roam above my head
Alone I think
Goodbye you said
I reach out to you
But your already gone
The feeling I had
Was all fucking wrong
How could you do this
And turn me away
While I kneel to the ground
And beg you to stay
But you can smile
And go on and live
While I just cry
With nothing to give
My heart is with you
For the rest of my time
And when you find me dead
It wont be of any surprise
So shut-up and shoot
For you are the one
The murder within
The one with the gun.
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