You wrote poems about me making me both the poet and the poem
You told me you loved me more then yourself and I believed every word of it
You told to me to drown I floated you told me to cry I smiled
Our stars didn't intertwined they felt apart and far and wide
You liked me when I sinned but loved me when I did something good maybe that is why I liked you and stayed
But I forgot how you engraved deep marks into my skin and I cried and screamed and begged for you to stop but you didn't
I thought this was love but it wasn't and I was misunderstood
I smiled at your mom and dad so they could like me even though they insulted me
That hair I found on your shirt was a mistake I comforted myself knowing deep down it wasn't
That blue eyes blondie embraced you in such away I could never imagine myself
I hated that look on your face when you gave me a kiss all drunk and fainted
I wished you could kiss me the same when you were sobber but I know it wasn't ment for me
I fell in love with thrones and left the flower unwatered
I throught I was addicted to the pain that made me forget love but I guess I never did anyways
The diamond ring you brought me was fake so I left without it
I know you would be happy but I want you to cry
So I called your mom last night
I cried I cried till, no tears left but still smiled when I saw your face.
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Dead Souls She Ones Loved
PoetryThe sky tuned red. The sun sinking deeper into the core of the ocean. The black curling in while the yellow disappeared behind the massive blue. She felt numb, feeling herself deep under water. The dying sun's final rays falling on her reached out h...