I thought I did it,
I thought I got over you.Your harsh words didn't hurt
me anymore.
Your beating didn't left anything
But my body sore.A tear didn't slip from
my eye,
I was a rock taking your lashes
Without a sighHow more wrong could I be?
Just because your hate didn't
bother me,
It doesn't means your love for her
Didn't break meMy body didn't shake when
You gave me the shove,
But my heart collapsed when
You called her your loveI wish you loved me,
I wish you didn't hate me.You hate me not her,
This makes me wish I was her, not me
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Creative Diary
PoetryA simple poetry book by a girl who believes , the more she sees world the less she desires to live.