07 June 2009

cold

i swear i was going to type a genius poem, with a little quirky hidden meaning, and it was going to be for you, and you were going to be mesmerized, i swear! but then, i realized that you are in my mind, and that you will never even read this. it was at that point that i forgot what i was going to type.


i love when you pass by
i hate when you pass me by

i killed her too, and it was great

you cried, laughed, and then you kissed your left index finger.

sound familiar?

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