Torch song.
Systematically, Disassemble the phone.
Tears run down your cheeks, As mine go cold.
Don't know where to go, Or what to do.
Don't know what is fake, From what is true.
Reach my breath of death, Driving towards the town.
Jar 'o pills in hand, Drop to the ground.
It burns deep in my soul,
That you will never know,
That the night we said goodbye,
I never let you go,
All the torment,
All the pain,
Tell me why do I deserve my cancerous brain?
Everyone around you, Starring you down.
Crowded room attention, You hit the ground.
So not used to it, Your minds a mess.
No can't deal with it, Your life's a wreck.
Your mind has left you dry, & there's no where to hide.
Cause when we said goodbye, I kept you inside...
Torch song.
Austin J. Frick
Byron Thomas
Age OF Reason Is Now!
Aug. '08.
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Posted: Feb 2013
About this poem:
SSSSwwwiiiirrrrrLLLLLLL Girl.