Thursday, October 7, 2010


Please someone stop me from being empty.

No matter how
The endless whoring
Leavings me tangled in the sheets
By morning

I'm an empty doll
Any day
(I'm waiting,
Waiting for the call)
I'm waiting for you to say
"You're so not worth it."

I'm waiting for you to treat me
Like the disposable
That I am.

I have no feelings
And I lie so much
That maybe this is true

I am fretting
And regretting
over you
I am a thing to be forgotten

While I have your attention
Ladies, gentlemen,
This truth I will not brush up,
Or paint over,
Or cover up.

Misetro, drum roll please . . .

You never deserved me

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