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Apr 2014
It wasn't just that she'd given her heart
tried one more time all over again
"this one's for love...this could be a new start"
that's what she said...
He'd found a passionate girl that loved knowledge
the smell ink on paper - the love of old books
His Peter Pan to her Captain Hook
Once the pattern had started all over again..
"It was that one time - I know that he's kind,"
this too will pass - this too will end...
She had been trading herself in for cheap beer
far too long  -- she had been telling herself
"Love feels like shame...."
"I need more of the same..."
When she realized the lies ...
tears pooled in her eyes
What a skewed point of view...
that everything she knew
felt lifeless and shattered
because someone had said,
"You really don't matter...
you're not worth my time...
I named you.. "Nickel"
because you're not worth a dime."
© 2014
TigerEyes
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TigerEyes  I live in my imagination
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