By Dairy_seraphine
Date: 7 June 2000
Fire
I put on my black dress
because I heard you were coming to see me
and I wanted to look my best
my heart is a tangled mess
like your lawn
your hair
my limbs shaking
when I see you making your way back to me
your ex-girlfriend who you
swore had the "best tits"
please do not try to make me think
I have not murdered you in my dream
because, boy you drill these holes in my veins
make me feel so electric
even when you are the plus
and I am the minus
and we still don't fit together
for whichever bit of patience I attactched to you
I am pleading with a head full of terrible thoughts
please do not try to make me think
I have not purged myself
of every shred of you
and all the delusions you put into
my head
how dare you say there is venum in my cunt
when I have seen you drive nails straight through me
and into the very next girl
with honey to share
because even when I heard the news
I held onto my heart
(you ripped into two pretty shards)
even now while I love you as I watch you
I'd like to take me back
reach deep into your freaudian fascinations
grip your tounge
purge you
of all the things
I valued about me
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