Poems from ashleysblueguitar
Falling snow.
Staring straight up and feeling like I was on my way to a whole new destination.
That how The first few minutes of the next...
He had been poison in her veins
And she was insanity to his brain
They made each other sick
Whether it was the with love kind
Or felt...
So, i heard your name yet again, today.
Yep.
Still got that sour taste and rotten smell that lingers well after you're gone.
Oh, fuck you....