He left me again,
Just like before then.
Why did I believe
that he would never leave?
Why can't it last
Just like in the past?
Why was I a fool
For you to use me as a tool.
Was I really that dumb
To be fiddled by your thumb?
Because I keep on hurting
As you keep on leaving.
You keep on coming back
And that's a fact.
Now I'm bleeding
And the blood keeps dripping.
There's nothing I can do
Except forget about you.
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Ethereal Beings
PoetryA book of poems filled with everything I want to say. This contains my thoughts and feelings. "We are two ethereal beings- too perfect for this world. Love is an ethereal being- too perfect to exist." Highest rank #124 [August 2, 2017]
