Sunday, March 25, 2007

ode to cheesy bitter teenage love poems

And I found that breathing
was the best that I could do
And the only one that could
stop my fall, was you
And its too bad that I never knew
you were the one pushing me
and you weren't falling
like i fell for you

the crash was countered
with a splash
its you fell onto my heart
and i never knew
you'd be tearing it apart
who knew those lips of
yours, could do more than
kiss
those lips
tore my heart into bits

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