I'm finally at peace with myself,
though it still stings when I see you with her...
because I know you used to love me like that..
but you see, now I do not care...
because I don't have to worry about being here & there & everywhere..
I can finally relax and take my time,
and not have to worry about your little white lies.
no, they're not even white...
they're dark as hell,
because you learned to tell them so damn well.
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My Poems (COMPLETED)
PoetryThis is just a series of poems that I write when I'm bored. Some are long, and some are short. Enjoy :)
