July 2010
44 posts
My words,
My everything.
Of Want & Misery: The Nothing That Kills
I can’t save you, Control is something out of mine. No, I can’t save you, Control is something out of my control. I can’t save you, But I will love you.
Get To Fuck
So looking back, I can see what you mean. The look on his face said it all (and) in regret, He looks at himself, then in silence he screams. The packed his bags, With a locked stare he heads for the door. i know she’ll get what she deserves. We’ll keep this to ourselves, but i’ve had it up to my neck. You’ll get what you deserve, your fair share of all this heart ache. Quit trying to save...
