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Free verse № 13864

Words

Member since 2002 · Posted 9 Sep 2002 · 6 comments

Your words were like a blade, Cutting straight to my heart. And now it's these words That are tearing us apart. How could you do this to me? How could you do this to us? I never did anything To disillusion your trust. These were not the kind of words That can easily be retracted. Don't bother with "I'm sorry." Or, "I just overreacted." I think the time has come For us to say good-bye. You have made the bed, And now it's time to lie.

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6 comments

[5] god'swife 10-Sep-02/12:55 AM Reply
Don't forget to fuck her one last time strictly out of spite. Then tell her what a piece of shit she is and through her out of the house. A golden opportunity my friend. Otherwise no poetry.
[5] [mojo] 10-Sep-02/12:49 PM Reply
A little obvious.5.
[1] poetandknowit 10-Sep-02/10:13 PM Reply
Sometimes you just get dumped. This sounds more like an angry ex-love letter, but I am not giving you a 0.
[4] harrytuttle 11-Sep-02/8:47 AM Reply
sheesh.
[3] -=SeTTle=- 4-Jan-03/10:34 PM Reply
Piss Poor.
[5] RGallet 7-Jan-03/7:48 PM Reply
It's all you have to do, just tellalittlelie.