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Jan 2013
Teary eyes and blank stares
describes the deeply hurt.
Why do I care
when I always get burnt.

The biggest hearts feel the most pain.
Well I fell apart and drowned in the rain.
It hurts to care as much as I do
even after everything I still loved you.

I'm glad you could find ways to manipulate and use me  
because you thought the abuse was so amusing.
Your love became so disgusting and filthy.
I can understand why you railed all that coke and got drunk
because I know common sense often was there to make you feel guilty.

You were just three years ago so time has passed.
I still think about you sometimes but the thoughts are short lived
just like your love for me and our ill fated relationship.
That's what I get when you get sick of the love I had to give.

Teary eyes and blank stares
describe the deeply hurt.
Why do we care
when we always get burnt.

I was addicted to you
you were something I couldn't quit,
a part of me died
when I finally did.

You're not the only one who has made me cold.
All the warmth I had left I gave to you
I guess it was too much for you to hold
so I burnt the pictures because I couldn't
stand the memories.

So here I am colder to love than you could ever be
because I know I am young and it's all just a game.
I grew as a person from loving you
so thank you for teaching me how to play.
Andrew Owens
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Andrew Owens  Sandpoint Idaho
(Sandpoint Idaho)   
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