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There are dark times upon me, While I stand here a victim of your unforgivable actions. I feel the repentance of our love as a knife through my stomach, as it sinks deeper beyond the dermis- feel its blade turn horizontally whenever you return into my thoughts I become nauseated by your presence, Not of disgust- Rather from the suppression of tears, fighting back weakness knocking at my chest cavity. I'm angry, I can't help but weep I remember the times we danced, and we laughed, And the aching feeling of confusion overwhelms my sanity. I break when I see your unmistakable smile, your intelligent glasses I remember you despising but me adoring. I swoon as you don your best clothing, for I remember you trying so hard to look your best For me. You threw me out like Wednesday morning garbage. I wonder if you weep as I do... That's a lie, I know you never would. You have more important things to fill your head with- *** Beer, Oh ya, and education. Thanks for putting me second, you ****** I totally understand after a year and a half that you would treat me the same as a disposable diaper. I get it...
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Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 3:51 AM UTC
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There are dark times upon me, While I stand here a victim of your unforgivable actions. I feel the repentance of our love as a knife through my stomach, as it sinks deeper beyond the dermis- feel its blade turn horizontally whenever you return into my thoughts I become nauseated by your presence, Not of disgust- Rather from the suppression of tears, fighting back weakness knocking at my chest cavity. I'm angry, I can't help but weep I remember the times we danced, and we laughed, And the aching feeling of confusion overwhelms my sanity. I break when I see your unmistakable smile, your intelligent glasses I remember you despising but me adoring. I swoon as you don your best clothing, for I remember you trying so hard to look your best For me. You threw me out like Wednesday morning garbage. I wonder if you weep as I do... That's a lie, I know you never would. You have more important things to fill your head with- *** Beer, Oh ya, and education. Thanks for putting me second, you ****** I totally understand after a year and a half that you would treat me the same as a disposable diaper. I get it...
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Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 3:51 AM UTC
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