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Mar 2015
you
I want us to be two people
Separate spirits, but together in form.
but all we do is fight,
argue,
I mess up all the time,
maybe it would be better if we weren't,
if we didn't have each other
so scared to lose
everyone has told me
you're no good  for me
and I'm no good for you,
any eye could see.
I have more to say,
not the words to say it with
nor the soul to let them out
I'm a mess that won't be cleaned
that keeps getting worse,
I'm a problem that has no answer,
I'm a nightmare that never ends
I don't see how you love me
I'm not sure why
For as hell has it's fire,
I am a **** up
I am indecisive
Confusing, annoying, hateful, worthless
I'm no more than dirt on the ground
Everyone else leaves, why won't you,
Anyone can see why you should
You know the best of anyone
You see why people leave
more than anyone.
Renee
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Renee  19/F/WV
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