I feel sufficed
Frustrated
Every action coordinated
So afraid that its tainted
Can’t accept
Or reject
So I sit and reflect
And I think it correct
To be with you
It might be what they say is true
Since I lost my crew
And these emotions stew
But mostly of you
And I don’t know why,
Replacing a want to die
I think im sic I sigh
With my favorite disease
Kill me if you it will please
Tense but at ease
Exhale and breath
Bloody tears mix
Afraid of falling for tricks
Are they? Or are u teasing for kicks ?
Either way…I think I’m love sic

~Love sic~
By the death of an angel
3/13/06
 
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