the pains in my heart started coming back
you didn't try to make our love last
you were oblivous to all the facts
if you wanted me back, you would have to act fast
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you slammed your hand on the table, anger in your eyes
"i don't have a problem!", you yell through a cry
"yes you do", I hysterically reply
"everytime you drink, you drink the bottle dry."
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"help me then! help me get through it!"
but i knew you didn't have the guts to do it
the hardest thing in the world to do
is watch the one you love choose an addiction over you
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Poetry{c o m p l e t e d} ❝conversations between a troubled boy a heartbroken girl❞ written in poetry // no-caps // all rights reserved // copyright © 2014 toxicluxe ➳ highest rankings: Poetry #576 / Short Story #898 LMAO THIS STORY IS SHIT SO SORRY
