You were just another thing,
To tare me apart.
Ugh, I hate my stupid heart.
I let you take this part.
Amd now I'm just a dead soul.
Why do I give so much to the people,
Who have done me wrong??
Why do I care for those who hurt me.
From the start,
I knew your little game.
I'm sorry I texted you.
My mind is to blame.
I'm sorry I love you.
I'm sorry I'm insane.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
