Valentine's Doom Day
The hearts and love in red
these moments I wish for
when lovers set out for bed
this hurts me to my core
My first and my last
Valentine's a threat
our moments were a blast
but my hurt has already set
Roses and bears are crap
but I want them so bad
my rant set out in rap
to keep me from being so sad
Every year I recieve nothing
but I always give back
at least a rose or something
this day I dread, a fact
Couples walk past in the hallway
the pain, how much this hurts
how I wish this day would go away
along with their "I love you" shirts
Oh how I wish to burst their bubble
and let their hearts suffer
to see the couples resort to crumble
now this is my heart's luster
Valentine's day cards and letters
how gross but really sweet
the dim lights and mood setters
while I watch tv "fat" and eat
This day is make or break
how soothing to my ears
this day is give or take
tissues, get ready for the tears
The red seems more like burning hell
it means bloodshot torn love
to mend it the roses they sell
to help set flight to the broken dove
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