I was there for you
When your hope was lost
I stayed at your side
No matter what it costI know all of your tears
I held you as you wept
I stayed by your side
When everyone else had leftBut, when things got better
You kept running back to them
Though I stayed and they didn't
You just left me on a whimYou only return to me
If there's something you need
You use me, yet I'll stay
To bind you when you bleed
(A/N I'm back. Been a bit busy lately, and I couldn't bring myself to post the poems I have written. And to top it all, now I'm sick. Oh well.)
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The Mixed Bag
PoetryMixed Bag - Something that has both good and bad parts. This is my mixed bag of poetry from the mixed bag that is my mind. Highest Ranking: #415 in Poetry [May contain dark content. Read at own risk.]