Mr. Bubbles, look after me.
Miss Sunshine, shine down on me
I met a girl who's hard to beat
and for her I will gladly bleed
alcohol deep in my blood tonight
the club was lame, but it's alright
some little cunt spilled my drink
and her boyfriend isn't as tough as he thinks
I come back home and check my mail
just to see if there's a word from her
she's a gorgeous girl with a mind to match
she might be the one that lasts
Father Time, slow down for me
Mother Earth, please don't kill me.
I've got blood on my lip
is it mine? Have I slipped?
There is a word for a fight like this
god forbid, this massacre persists
a baseball bat in my right hand
tonight, I will make a stand
if I don't come back home
don't let me forget to call
because tonight I am alone
but tomorrow, I will fall
(in love?)
She awakes in a dirty room
her answering machine is empty
and so is her email
she says she tried to contact me
and she tried, she tried endlessly
she wants to know if I'm alright
but I'll never be, not tonight.
and if I don't say it now
I may never get a chance again
and if you want to allow
I'll tell my story to the end
It ends with three simple words
I've said without meaning too many times
It leaves too many voices unheard
It ends here, with me cut down in my prime
So let me say this before I forget
I don't want to leave this world with any regrets
I love you, for every little thing.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Hm... okay.
People who AREN'T you or the girl are less likely to get it. But... I got the just of it.
It's again very you... and as far as poetry goes, it's not too shabby. On a scale of one to ten (the last on i commented on being a ten), this is an... 8.
(btw, i'm so tired of no one commenting on your shit. it rocks; they should all read it!)

