I let someone in,
Someone I'm positive I loved.
*love
Someone who didn't leave
Not on their own accord
But they might as well have
They don't love me anymore
Im nothing to them
But she is
Prettier than I ever was
Smarter, more mature
Guess its his own accord now
I am torturing myself
Staying when I know I should go
But I cant and I'm stupid not to
He has me around his finger
Even after all these months
And Im not sure I want to be free
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Poetry
PoetryThis is my poetry book. Don't have a schedule just write when I'm stressed. Hope you enjoy but it isn't very good so just warning you...
