I killed the messenger but spared the Postman
I traveled to outer space and back,
but I still feel like the astronaut who can't get high.
Will things ever be right?
I killed the messenger but spared the Postman
I swam to the bottom of the ocean
but I still feel like muse who can't inspire.
Will I ever find one that isn't a liar?
I killed the messenger but spared the Postman
I swallowed the bottle down,
but I still feel empty.
Will I ever find me?
I killed the messenger but spared the Postman
I read notes you left me ,
but I'm just as confused as before.
I killed the messenger, there will be no more.
Author notes
Just a poem, don't ask what it means, as it's really to complicated to explain.
Comments
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A beautiful poem, indeed!
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:/
I love you to from the stars to the bottom of the deepest ocean trench!
This is really good babe. I like it a lot. And I think I understand it perfectly but that will be for a privet conversation. 
love you hun
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i love it
very intriguing piece, i love the contradictions, its so melancholically beautiful
great job with this ray
~.♥.~Rena~.♥.~




