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I want to thank you for all you taught me I spent 4 days,3 hours, and 20 minutes crying over you That was 4 days,3 hours, and 20 minutes I could have used to get over you That was wasted time After 3 years of trying to get you to look at me that's all it ever was Wasted time Wasted tears Wasted make-up Wasted anger Wasted me Wasted love It's taken what I used to be and destroyed it I used to feel strong I used to feel like I could do anything I used to smile at my reflection, and know Know that regardless of what you said, I was beautiful But if I saw that girl on the subway, she would be a stranger I know that you never be able to grow up enough to own up to your mistakes I know that everyone talks about my poetry at school and that it scares you Scares you because with one word, I could tell everyone I could ruin your reputation, and wreck your relationship I could turn the tables I won't pretend that it doesn't sound beautiful But I can't ever hurt anyone the way you hurt me You are class president You are the perfect student You are the perfect boyfriend But you will be the perfect pariah if I tell them what we did I won't tell them though All of your ***** little secrets will die with my feelings for you And they are definitely dead But after reviewing my options I have decided that I am not a martyr We both know it, Matthew, I am not a martyr
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 10:51 PM UTC
Mounted by the Monster in My Head
I want to thank you for all you taught me I spent 4 days,3 hours, and 20 minutes crying over you That was 4 days,3 hours, and 20 minutes I could have used to get over you That was wasted time After 3 years of trying to get you to look at me that's all it ever was Wasted time Wasted tears Wasted make-up Wasted anger Wasted me Wasted love It's taken what I used to be and destroyed it I used to feel strong I used to feel like I could do anything I used to smile at my reflection, and know Know that regardless of what you said, I was beautiful But if I saw that girl on the subway, she would be a stranger I know that you never be able to grow up enough to own up to your mistakes I know that everyone talks about my poetry at school and that it scares you Scares you because with one word, I could tell everyone I could ruin your reputation, and wreck your relationship I could turn the tables I won't pretend that it doesn't sound beautiful But I can't ever hurt anyone the way you hurt me You are class president You are the perfect student You are the perfect boyfriend But you will be the perfect pariah if I tell them what we did I won't tell them though All of your ***** little secrets will die with my feelings for you And they are definitely dead But after reviewing my options I have decided that I am not a martyr We both know it, Matthew, I am not a martyr
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 10:51 PM UTC
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