Monday, 21 January 2013

They weren't wearing shoes


You promised you'd come
with exactly what I needed.
I've seen you do it with others
You gave it to my friends
But you forgot about me.
I came to the cold to meet you
But you forgot.
I'm empty, there's pain
deep rooted inside me.
Just leave, right now
and come back with my pizza.


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