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Wrote this not too long ago after I went through a tough time. Writing helps me to get things out that I would otherwise keep hidden away under lock and key. I let my heart open on for a few special people...and I learn that though they are special to me, things don't always work out and you'll lose it. I also learned not to be afraid to open up again. So here I am, being as open as I can and gradually getting better.
~What I don't know~
You lied,
And I cried.
Don't know why,
But we tried.
But did you?
Did I lose?
In this game,
Made for two.
Did you care?
Care for me?
Are you aware?
Are you free?
Free from me.
Did I mean,
Anything?
I don't know.
I won't know.
I lost you.
You lost me.
I'm a fool,
Fool for you.
But I'm done,
Done crying.
You're the one,
Done trying.
And you forgot,
A whole lot.
All those times,
That we fought.
Those weren't crimes.
We aren't mimes.
We spoke words.
Words that hurt,
Then got kicked to the dirt.
Pushed aside..
And you lied.
You didn't,
Even try.
Just quit,
With those lies...
That you loved,
And you care,
And you tried,
To be there,
You moved on.
You hurt me.
That's not love,
Couldn't be.
If it was,
You would stay.
Not afraid,
Of the lives
We have made
For ourselves.
Not alone,
Work away from
This hell,
We created
For ourselves.
That is love.
You don't know,
Cause you lied.
Do I know?
I may go...
And never know.
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Anything But Ordinary
PoetryA collection of original poems and thoughts with rhymes of a wandering mind that is anything but ordinary.