Dedicated to Pippy no.2

I want to get you
a motorbike
and Doc Martens
I want to paint you
in all my favourite
colours
and draw you a little
space in my world

I want to get you a
trenchcoat
and a black umbrella
I want to paint you
with black
eyeliner
and slide you into
place in my world
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This was never my intention
But I guess I forgot to mention
You were always my favourite mistake
Now we're walking a thin line
Between whats yours and what is mine
But you were always my favourite mistake.
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Okay this one is kind of my first attempt at an emo song, it sucks but you can have it anyway.

Today you broke my heart again
Same crack, old pain
I waited on our favourite swing
Where I would talk and you would sing
You called and said you couldn't make it today

Today you broke my heart again
Same crack, fresh pain
I waited on your cold front step
Where you promised you would love me best
Your Mum came out and said you'd run away.


Okay typing that out makes me hate it even more.
One last poem, written for english 2 years ago. I was laughing so hard when I read it out that I couldn't finish talking.

Up the darkened stairs she creeps
To find me where I lie asleep
She runs and jumps upon my bed
And slowly slinks up to my head
She stops to rest and have a snooze
She needs a soft surface to use
She found a most unusual place
Damn it, Cat! Get off my face!


Hahaha, oh dear. Thats it for now, Pip. Sorry. Not particularly feeling creative.