scarlet keeps me busy,
I hate that I wish that you'd miss me...
I know you hate when I cry,
but I - can't lie, so I
tell myself to count 'one, two, three'
look up at the ceiling
don't cry, don't feel -
think I'm a fool,
that's why you cut me in two.
one, two, three times
next time I promise I'll be alright
even if I can only lose,
I gotta get used
to scarlet red blood - down in the mudd,
right next to your shoes.
scarlet isn't easy,
I hate that I hate when you leave me...
one, two...
think there's nothing I can do -
I just wish you'd count on me,
so I could count on you.
restore my heart when it breaks -
pick up the pieces from the floor
one, two, three... four?
damn! - I can't believe,
I lost count of it once more.
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23/12/2023 ~ a little last poem of the year ;) I hope you can enjoy new year's eve and until very soon :) ð¤
this one was really kinda fun to write - I hope you like it! <3
xo, Sð¹â¤ï¸