Monday, July 7, 2014
- THIRD WHEEL-
sadness loneliness deep down inside....
Where no one can see, in those cold ice glass tears...
Hiding behind those lonely brown eyes
Haziness falling an hurting herself, on the inside
Nothing but a perfect mess, that needs 2heal
Who will fix her, find her......clean her up....
No one will ever understand how much
Emptiness, hollowness, of nothing
Hurts....that's left untouched
Like a burn, sting, cut, 2 sock in...
A gunshot 2 the heart , soul
The corners of her mind....
An empty hole that can't be filled......
An in crowd obsession
fake fairy tale, love story not written yet...
Only a third wheel.....
No he 2 hold hands with finger tips to touch
No he 2 play with hide an go seek, talk 2, dance in the rain with
No he that will sing in the middle of he night, 4her....
No he that will tex every sec of the day...
No he 2 hug an kiss call her own....
No he 2 snuggle, cuddle with stick to....
2 wake up with in the break of dawn morning sunrise with....
No he to sock in taste, obsess over, cling on 2 ...let go
Get lost in those gorgeous, dazzling, sparkling, amazing puppy
EyEs .....
No he 2 fuck 4 pleasure or to fuck over.....to get tangled up in
To breath in live in... Get lost in like a puzzle....
It's over rated, just a simple (Third wheel )
Not a balance of the magical number
TWO.....
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