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Dec 2015
I am a hard
person to love but
when I love,
I love really hard.

When I love hard
Though its hard to confess
But I end up being close to where you are
Every night is so cold
Cause I want to be close to where you are


I smile,
I try,
but the truth is...I want to die

We play mind games
We play ping pong
Forgeting that we are one,
We love ourselves but still do the opposite


You don't want me,
you don't need me,
you don't remember me,
and that kills me....

*Now that it seems that we are two edge lines.
The pain has only sharpen me
Of course no pain no gain!!!
Bunhead17
Written by
Bunhead17  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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