My love for you is like a piece of paper
Used, needed, and shared,
But when I knew you loved someone
That paper is torn, left, and never cared
My trust for you is like a staple
New, nice, and full of trust,
But when you told everyone all my secrets
That staple became less and less until it rusts
My friendship for you is like an eraser
New, cherished, and nice,
But when you found another friend
That eraser becomes erased and I don't know know where it lies
My happiness for us is like a pencil
New, useful, and cherished,
But when I saw you with her
That pencil is getting smaller and smaller as it's finished
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~ 03-19-17 ~
~ Anne ~
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The Truth Behind Words
PoetryIt's time to face the truth. This time no more lies. . . . . . FIRST RANK: #104 IN POETRY ~3/1/17~ . . HIGHEST RANK: #9 IN POETRY ~4-5-17~
