Leo Karakov
They say I romanticize all that I do
Well, allow me to try something new, just for you!
If you can’t tell I’m angered, keep up with my tone
My brain’s full of chemicals for a girl, blood and bone
Is that heartless enough for you? Boring enough?
The love you don’t feel, both your jail and your cuffs
So I see her differently? Oh, boo hoo, you false critics!
Cry fucking rivers; don’t forget I’m a cynic!
Yes, she brings light to my sky every night.
Yes, she’s one of my reasons to fight.
No, if you push me, I’ll never fight fair.
No, expectations aren’t all that I’ll tear!
When it comes to my feeling, when push comes to shove
I’ll break all your fingers, my heart chose her to love!
So if you all refuse to back down, guess we’re stuck,
Sure, she’s imperfect, and I don’t give a fuck!
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The Writers' Avenue Issue 3: YOLO
RandomWe talk about the concept of YOLO - “You Only Live Once”; living in the moment, taking risks, discovering what makes us tick.
