A Funeral Of Hearts
I don't know...
whether to choke you,
or beat some sense,
into your thick skull.
how could someone,
so ugly?
have ever been beautiful.
how could someone
so dumb,
have ever been so smart?
you are the only one,
being buried,
in this funeral of hearts.
and as the light,
leaves your eyes,
and your color,
starts to fade,
Remember...
you did this to your self,
you dug your own grave.
By Mordabokks
© 2012 Mordabokks
(All rights reserved)
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