Alec,
You
Called
Me
Beautiful
And
Said
You
Loved
Me.
You
Didn't.
Even
If
You
Thought
You
Did.
It
Was
All
A
Lie.
And
Now
I'm
So
Broken.
Because
I
Gave
You
My
Secrets,
And
You
Kept
Me
Sick.
You
Tried
To
Make
Me
Love
You,
And
I
Can't.
So
This
Is
My
Last
Goodbye
To
You.
To
Your
Memory.
Your
Ghost
Can't
Haunt
Me
Anymore
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We Write for Fear of Silence
Poetry{My soul put into words. Writing is how I put myself back together again. Writing is how I love.} **all poems are mine** HIGHEST RANKING: #30 IN POETRY & #1 IN TEEN POETRY
