overdramatic Options

[Heathasm]

women are evil, sensitive, hypocritcal cute little bastards
thats all i have to say to introduce this poem



The scar on my waist leads you around
In existential maneuvers

I say I’m not afraid
To bleed all over you

I tell you, now with my hand clasped over your mouth,
How I gave up half my life for us
And now I bleed from being torn

So, taste my tear-stained lips
As I hum,
Giving you a pleasant tingle
But maybe those are moans of agony
Whatever, you have to deal now

[someflipguy]

I agree!