It's all about writing, buddy.
"So what? All writers are lunatics!"
Thursday, December 12, 2013
Watchin' your back
walk away from me,
I stood there.
And I didn't cry,
I didn't know how.
And I just swallowed
it all.
And now all I want to do,
is throw it back to you.
And scream,
and shout,
that it did hurt.
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