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You're that person Who found me when I was lost And you gave me a reason To give it my best, whatever the cost You made me happy Created great memories There's so much you taught me You washed away my worries You knew me better then I did And we're the first I'd call You knew everything I hid And picked me up when I'd fall But then things changed And we split apart No words exchanged You tore my heart I felt alone Couldn't feel anything I should have known Not to make you my everything Why did I trust you Why did I believe When it didn't even matter to you Since all you did was leave You said it was forever But it didn't last It was more like never A picture from the past Sure you made me better But only for a while Then you made me bitter You took away my smile I wish I could forgive I wish I could forget And maybe have something left to give But you took all that you could get So now I try to get rid of the sting I wait and see What the futur might bring Someday I'm sure, I will be me.
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Jun 9, 2013
Jun 9, 2013 at 12:32 AM UTC
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You're that person Who found me when I was lost And you gave me a reason To give it my best, whatever the cost You made me happy Created great memories There's so much you taught me You washed away my worries You knew me better then I did And we're the first I'd call You knew everything I hid And picked me up when I'd fall But then things changed And we split apart No words exchanged You tore my heart I felt alone Couldn't feel anything I should have known Not to make you my everything Why did I trust you Why did I believe When it didn't even matter to you Since all you did was leave You said it was forever But it didn't last It was more like never A picture from the past Sure you made me better But only for a while Then you made me bitter You took away my smile I wish I could forgive I wish I could forget And maybe have something left to give But you took all that you could get So now I try to get rid of the sting I wait and see What the futur might bring Someday I'm sure, I will be me.
A poem about losing someone who played a huge part in how I became me, so much that i forgot who I was exactly, looking up to someone is good, to a certain extent...
skullmauler
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Canadian
Jun 9, 2013
Jun 9, 2013 at 12:32 AM UTC
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