Coined Gift


They say I have the gift to make you laugh.

Split your sides and bring a smile to your sighs.

Jerk a tear right from your fears and make them hide.

Take your pennies. Turn them into dimes.

And with this coin comes the flipside.

I have the gift to make you cry

A river of sweet suicide.

Implied inside my eyes

There lies a darkness to my pride.

And I will shatter you.

So please forgive me... please...

I cannot reshape the ways

In which I subconsciously batter you.

I beg... I plead...

All kidding to the side,

Please go and hide

For I can kill us both...

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