"~shit~"
By Arcassin Burnham
This pretty bond that we have , this lovely venue we set,
colorful flowers i gave you in this exchange,
i hope this doesn't cope from less hatred i have to pay,
In the morning grateful , next to me is where you lay,
i hope you are not mad that I forgot your birthday,
shit,
crossing fingers hoping you would not mind,
pacing as this line collapses in my eyes,
i hope you don't think i'm selfish,
while i dabble in anguish,
Lets me somewhere and have a talk.
