Ever since you left,
The room has been cold,
They has been a fire, a flood and a theft
If you have not been told,
The fire was smoking,
It was burning hot,
I was wondering if you were joking,
I must have forgot,
That you were dead,
And not alive,
Then I walked away and said,
"It's only five",
And I'm already thinking about you,
I didn't care about the burning mess,
I wanted it to burn the memories left by you,
I wanted to burn my house I must confess,
The flood happened when I drowned your pillow to drain the smell,
It didn't work though,
As you may tell,
I left the water on and it rose from its low,
I wondered if it were one of your tricks,
One where you over filled the pot,
But it wasn't ones of your micks,
I must have forgot,
That you were dead,
And was in heaven,
Then I walked away and said,
"It's only seven."
And I'm already thinking about you,
I didn't care about the soaking mess,
I wanted it to drown all the memories of you,
I wanted to drown my own house I must confess,
And finally the theft,
Probably the worst of all,
Just after you left,
And after your fall,
It wasn't me this time,
I wasn't scared you'd come out and say boo,
The theft was of my heart,
And it was stolen by you.
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This was shit.. Idk how you'd drown a house but he wanted to do it. Joe's PoV or Caspar's PoV? Your choice. (Trynna post more often) WHO UPDATED 2 DAYS IM A ROW
