I’m wrong but I’m real.
TONY COBLEI’m wrong but I’m real.
TONY COBLEShe’s just a girl. But her pussy makes me see god.
TONY COBLEWe are only beautiful monsters, dreaming of god.
TONY COBLEA lot of ugly people hide behind beautiful eyes. A lot of things are only lies.
TONY COBLEBreak me. Until there’s nothing left and I’ll be free.
TONY COBLEShe’s like turning on the radio and hearing a brand new song.
TONY COBLEThis heart. It’s broke. I don’t want it anymore.
TONY COBLEShe was a broken sky, where stars never shine and butterflies die.
TONY COBLEI never drink in the morning. Mornings are for drugs.
TONY COBLEFailures often become art. And art can never fail.
TONY COBLEShe could be anything. But she’s just a girl with a broken heart.
TONY COBLEShe wanted love. So I fed her, inch by inch.
TONY COBLEIt’s funny how love fades, and they become more than a poem about yesterday.
TONY COBLEI wake to find her there, with glowing eyes and tangled hair. She is my sunrise.
TONY COBLEI gave her address to my soul. Ans she fucked the mailman.
TONY COBLESometimes there are no words. Sometimes, it’s just poetry.
TONY COBLE