Who Is Wearing The Suit Now? Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Pink turtles in superman suits.
Please do save the day.
A metaphorical defense for the justification of an antagonist.
Pulling off a heist in disguise.
I wish you well on your road straight to hell.
Of the utmost finery are the raging flames.
They are like sub zero ice upon the skin.
You can't pretend.
Not with me.
Payments made.
Throwing candy at a parade.
These feelings aren't even close yet.
Try to understand I liked all you said.
But the words written weren't really meant.
Aggravating the blood that has already been shed.
Sometimes it can't be helped.
Smile without regret.
Beds are made to sleep in.
Not just to sit and look pretty.
I'm not angry.
I just don't want to get anywhere near you.
You like biting and it is not to my liking.
I still wear teeth marks to prove it.
Second chances, are mistakes of how one glances.
Just a betters fancy.
I'm just a lone soldier on the march to scorn.
I already have a shadow there is no room for more.
So just save your self, because I'm already lost.
A dropped diamond.
It shines when you see it.
But it doesn't mean you should pick it up.
Who knows who had there grimy hands on it before you?
On my hands I can't count the amount of hearts I've went through.
Each worse then first.
She was the best.
Supporting my head while I rest.
Sleeping so sound.
Not in a very long time.
A scattered mind.
Across the galaxy.
Tell me will you come see every piece of me.
Because you seem so determined.
Even though it isn't really even a fight your part of.
A casual stranger.
A casual conversation.
Nothing else because I'm not my self.
Vulnerable always.
I could fall for the most hideous beast with only a few kind words.
Attraction has never been my satisfaction.
Faceless personality.
Tell me what is that you expect from me?
If not to just forget.