fame and glory
by: october lies (november 15, 2010, 2:39pm)
with half-moon eyes and black lungs,
you're a new take on a fast-moving scene
that's already been done before and,
i should've stopped a long time ago.
but you've got a bitter taste on your tongue,
talking in circles and bending rules,
and i can already tell that
one of those boys.
and so we skipped fall,
headed straight into winter
with blood eyes and
a damn thing but re-burns to our name.
time does not exist between us,
except to go to waste as
you're in all of
thoughts in all the wrong ways.
so i want to expose what's behind
those false lines and tear you down
'cause you've never been the
i like, boy.
--- what a fucking waste of my time, you whiny little fuck.
sorry that it's shitty – the formatting is whack on fictionpress and i can't do anything to fix it.