He looks at her like he used to with me
Holds her close, whispers to her
Just like he did me
He watches me -- when he's with her
He hopes I see them
He wants to hurt me -- and I let him
I let him because I love him
Any attention is better than none at all
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Poetry
PoetryThis is a book filled with poems that I have written myself. Most of them are depressing, so you have been warned.