Sunday, March 25, 2012

Poor Him

She makes him want to write a poem. Poor him.
Wants to take a shot of love with noone to pour em.
So many words to say but not enough forum.
If she reads it once, thats enough for him.
Can a Monster reeeally change his decorum?
Or will he be alone until he sees postmortem?

She makes him want to write a poem. Po' him.
The old him sees the new him- doesn't know him.
Fate will have her stripping down to show him- HER.
So he's not lookin for a towel he can throw in.
The line he dares to tread is getting so thin
and it leads to a mindset in stone that wont bend...

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