supersonic
Bluelighter
An eternity of screaming won't change my mind so shut up with it, I have some earmuffs so your deaf screams don't fall on my oh so open ears. Consider this, consider that all the swear words in the world won't live up to the massive collective swirls of emotion I hold inside for you. Consider that a simple fuck you would never suffice, for if I had ten bullets for your face, I'd keep pulling the trigger after all the shells had been on their marry way. But then again all the bullets in the world wouldn't add up to the holes I would like to show you that I have inside. What who am I? I'm me, I'm not that nice guy you knew, because you killed him years ago. And I'm done cleaning the foot prints you leave on my back.
