You sit there and smile with satisfaction
As if you love the fact that I'm so hurt
And you make sly comments on small things
That give me the urge to turn around and yell
And you say that I am hurting you
And that you need time to process everything
But you are already over us
And you complain about how
You want us to be friends
But how can we be friends when you are
Rubbing the fact that you are getting with her
In my face. As if I'm not already broken,
Now you are just smashing what's left of me
And you have completely stolen my heart
And refuse to give it back,
How can someone do that.
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The sad side of town
PoesíaBasically this is a book of Poetry, quotes, love, hate, life, death, flowers and pretty girls, there will be lots of it and some I did myself. If there is anything you would like me to post about or add to my book, feel free to give me ideas or ask...
