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Nov 2013
I've got another confession to make.
I'm your fool.
You got me living for you,
working for you,
dying for you.

You gave me something that I didn't have,
but had no use.
It was never real.
It was nothing but a lie.
You used me to your convenience
until I had nothing more to offer to you.

Are you gone, and on to someone new?
Is he even better than me?
Where did you meet?
Is someone getting the best of you?

Has someone taken your faith?
It's real.
The pain you feel?
The life?
The love you died to hear?

Even though I lost you,
and like you, many more,
I swear I'll never give in.
I'll refuse.
I thought I'd use some lyrics from a song I like, and mix them up a bit with some of my own poetry. Here's the result of my first try. Song is (as the title says) "Best of You" by the Foo Fighters.
Krusty Aranda
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