When the best part of me was always you?
What am I supposed to say
When I'm all choked up that you're okay?
I'm falling to pieces
I'm falling to pieces
Because when a heart breaks
No it don't break even.
I love you.


"The Flea" response - DonneDo you see this blood on my finger tip? Shall I dab this blood upon my slip? Allow you to advance upon my breast? Give you my purity without protest? Hoist my dress above my knee? Leave imagination nothing, allow you to see? Shall I let more than blood mingle? It would make your skin tingle To feel our separate bodies become single."The Flea" response - Donne
Your clever use of blood-thirsty fleas I find to be an awful tease. The excitement in your eyes is
ID

DSo there's a new human female in your life now. I pity the poor girl.D
I just hope she wakes up and realizes that she's merely a distraction from the harsh reality of life before you craft her pretty little heart into a cold chain mail addition to your seemingly flawless suit of armor.
I wonder who'll take care of her after those butterflies turn into despair on the windshield of your taxi.
I hope you burn in the most poetic of ways.
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People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but *actually* from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint - it's more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly... time-y wimey... stuff.
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... in my pants :3
the trouble with poet is how do you know it's deceased?...
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