All for nothing

Donít stay beautiful
when the world wants to thank you for the venom
you spat upon its feet

Youíre a kick in the head
the end of the world embodied
in the spirit of someday
and guaranteed, Iíll be the last to know

Donít come for me
and I wonít come for you
all our promises will mean nothing
when weíre dead

© Indie Adams 2014
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
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