by mornin77
@ 2008-06-27 - 07:57:08
Please don't darken my doorstep,
With your tales of misery and woe,
From the very depths, of your cold heart,
Tears falling, dropping all over the ground.
Am I supposed to believe, that this is real?
You are no more sorry, than a cat, that
Just devoured, a little yellow bird.
That's your nature, take what you want,
But if it backfires, and makes you sick,
Then you beg for forgiveness, pleading you care,
My ears are closed, no more to hear,
Your feeble case, for togetherness again,
You had your chance, now please move on.
Find another place, to spin your pitiful tale.
6/26/08
2008-06-27 @ 08:31