Old Writing (Part 2)

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Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire,
But if I had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.


I was used

I was bruised

I was in pain

You lite the flame

I am no longer tame

Let's see you stop me

You broke the key

You turned me into this

You left me to die

You cut the tie

But

I miss you

I love you

I forgive you

But you kill me too

I see I'm the fool

You treated me like a tool

You think your so cool

You broke me

Who could you do that?

You called me fat

Why?

To see me cry?

Please I wanna die

My wings are tattered

You never really mattered

That's what you yelled

I hate fighting

You remind me of lightening

Your dangerous

But so am I

I am fire

You are ice

We don't mix

~Katie~













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