i lose sleep

February 1, 2011
hearts are made to cherish
but instead their shattered

promises , to be held
but their broken , neglected

1000 iloveyous
to end in whoareyous

pitch black alleys filled with you
are now empty dreams
my dreams
empty

of some future
a future i was sold 2000 days ago

and you'd think it would have washed away
in the mistletoe river
where our first kiss lies

merry christmas my sweet valentine
with heart necklets that are sterling
like our love

gigantic cards that make me cry
then and now

the cutest fur monster
with a voice nothing like yours

i
love
you

the lie i heard
constantly

lastnight, i cried .
joyful tears of my suicide





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