Why won't you stay. There is no price you must pay. I gave you all I have and so much more. Yet still you choose to walk out my door. You act like this is jail. Without you this is one big cell. Have I really held you back from so much. Since you were hurt I've been nothing but your crutch. You tell me that I'm holding you back from all that you crave. However you still forget that this whole time I've been your willing slave. I've gladly dealt with all the tricks up your sleeve. Yet despite it all you still choose to leave.
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Sick Twisted Poetry
PoetryJust some stuff that comes out of my head. mostly poems. Weird people like myself might like it. Enjoy (:
