bad guy

i’m the sad boy

broken vases dead flowers

i’m the rad boy

golden hair golden heart

 

i’m planting all these gardens

for all the sad girls

with the golden hearts

 

i’m the sad boy

scarred wrists

scarred thighs

tear stained sheets

tear stained cheeks

 

i’m the rad boy

with the golden bullets

and the golden gun

 

bang. 

 

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