Let go of the youthful honesty

Listening to: Modest Mouse
Feeling: bruised
I am the girl, in the night, that you grope Who's heart you rip out through the hole in her throat Who's dreams you crush with a bite to her lips Who's soul you scar with your fingertips I am the girl that you light up and smoke Who you tell that you love her as you try not to choke I am the girl who's neck that you bite Causing small bruises and screams in the night I am the girl who's skin you caress Fingers leave marks as you help her undress I am the girl who'll never say no Who you kiss and you hold and try not to let go
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did u write that? wow, thats good!
I love that poem.--
good god you're weird.
love lisa
omg, that poem is amazing! did you write it?