It started with the subtle things,
Like how I looked pretty when I cried
But then it became more
You lied to me, even when I knew otherwise
To my face
Continuously
To the point, I began questioning myself
You reminded me so much of my dad
In every possible way
But the most when you were angry
You have his temper
Something I never imagined I could witness again
Not after what it did to me
I told you I could never make you happy
But I guess you never believed me
Cause why would you ever be with someone who couldn't dance the way you wanted?
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A/N: This poem was based on a conversation I had with someone a couple of days ago and writing this was my way of releasing my anger. This was a personal poem that I was a little skeptic all of sharing but I hope you all enjoy!
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PoetryHi everyone, I have been inspired by my best friend to share my poetry and so this is what this book is going to be all about. Please note that these poems are all my own, except the ones I give credits to the author, so if anyone would like to shar...
