SerPounce-A-Lot

A mutinous miscreant, carrier of a disease most vexatious. You fucking delinquent, Why must you be so flirtatious? It should be illegal to have eyes like that, causing me to strike out while I'm at bat. Hitting for us, the home team, While you pitched the ball that crushed my dream. You were my accident, You heartless casa nova. You brought upon my heart an ailment, with your picturesque persona. What I thought was love was a reign of Hell from above. Yet all your transgressions I forgave Because without you my heart did concave.

The Martyr All our lives we've been led to believe the world runs on integrity. Our eyes are covered, our wings are clipped, and they encourage us with silken lies to spread our wings and fly. To soar and become everything we can be as they smile throughout the deceit faking pity once the deception is achieved and our failure is received. But are they the ones truly deceiving? Or are they the forsakendeceived. Webs of lies woven so tight they cannot be pierced except by light which is high above in this world so cold and by the time we find it our souls are old. Filled with scars and broken bones until all that remains is scattered tombs. On