Thief, liar, murderer, friend.
All these words describe You in the end.
You stole my heart; I never had a chance.
You stole my innocence without a second glance.
You said You loved me, You said You'd always care.
You lied can't you see? You were never even there.
You slew my heart, You broke it in two.
I'm now dead inside, my body is a tomb.
You spoke those three horrible, forbidden words.
You spoke them without a care of how much it hurts.
You wonder why I can seem so down?
How about You turn the situation around.
I'll be the thief, liar, murderer, and friend.
You be the robbed, deceived, slain, and bud in the end.
I'm sure You will find your answer when You walk in my shoes.
You'd be down too if your lover left you without a clue.
You took me to the top and dropped me way below.
So that's where I'll stay; I'll live in the dark lonely lows.

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Emotional Comprehension
PoetryDo they not know what they are doing when they say those words you hate most? This explains and hopefully teaches them what they are causing.