Saying you loved me, with that look in your eye.
I wish I could say it was a cold-hearted lie.
I know that you love me, I know that you care,
But the rage inside you slowly flared.
I admit I've made mistakes, overstepping the boundaries,
Which made me look fake.
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After You Left
Poetrycomplete poetry collection, over 70 poems from my darkest times and issues with love