Outcast
(This is one of those random, spur-of-the-moment kind of thing. Can't really explain why I wrote what I wrote.)
He traverses the damned lonely streets
With his hood pulled low
Hands stained with his deeds
Deep in his pockets
He turns away from the light
For the truth blinds him
His gums bleed from the addiction
That none could save him from
The heart beats for an answer
Yet the head knows full well
The world stopped loving him
Long ago
6 Comments:
did the picture come first or the words? heheheh.
lurrrrrrveleh.
we are all writing depressing things dont you think.
haha
the words came first
and then i found this pic on deviantart that fit in so well! =)
i suspect uni ppl r not as "wow-whee-i'm-in-uni" as we thot they are.
they're all sad sad creatures deep down
yes jas, one of your sparkling rainbow poems! :X
we need ur rainbows oh darling squeegee!!!
haha
why would the world stop loving u? I'LL LOVE U! FISH, SUMIMOWU LOVE U TOO!
haha suhui is our mighty love dispenser machine.
just like my husband! =)
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