1 Jun 2007

quit. by zainab

quit hissing those words in my ear, dear,
quit making me want to hold you near,
quit kissing my finger tips,
quit pouring out sighs from your lips,
quit clinging onto my life
like you're my glucose drip.
quit staring at me with those eyes,
quit hearing my silent cries,
quit blocking out my deafening screams,
quit pretending to share my dreams,
quit making me want to compare,
quit being there by not being there,
quit giving me your hand to hold,
quit acting young, youre growing old,
quit staring at my non-existant butt,
babe, dont you know,
youre driving me nuts?

zaza at 12:31 am

0 angels shot me


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