♥ In The Middle Of Everything
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
i justify the wrong
i hold on tight onto the right
i unlocked the key
now slowly
very slowly
pull the trigger on me
this motorbike won't go fast enough
send it in
and figure me out
this poem will end
and so will we
and slowly
forget about me
the three mouseketeers
they sound loyal
protect them
you are their king
and nothing more
than my slave