Always About Love

June 3, 2013

Why love? Everyone write about love About that soul mates that they found They just write about love And sometimes and can’t help but feel as though I’m going to through up ‘Cause I don’t want to read about love I want to real about blood About horrors And about mysteries About the truth Not about love The sweetness is sickening And I can’t help but think How can people like to read about love?

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ChemicallyDeformed

To be honest, There's not much to tell, I'm an everyday girl, Going from day to day, It's all grey, But that's okay, 'Cause that's all there is, Better grey than red, Better grey than dead. 15 and insane. There isn't much to know about me, because there isn't much left of me. I am a writer, an artist, and a dreamer. I am good at being none of the above. You will forget me, I guarantee it. But most of you will never know me so there is nothing to forget.

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