When did I become such a nuisance?
How did I alienate you so?
Yet I still held you close
Did my darkness infect your light?
I believed you my best friend, my one and only
Did you never think of me the same?
You never felt the same did you
Only a second choice
Unwanted, unloved by you
Lies so sweet, I believed every word
Every last word you softly spoke
All the memories now
Vexed by the rot of your lies
Every morsel of happiness corroded
Maybe I am to blame
Even for my foolish belief in you
-A.S
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Another Tragic Story
PoesíaA collection of the thoughts and feelings I'm too afraid to share. These words are things I see, hear, taste, and feel. These are the words of my life on a page, this is the tragedy I see.
