Tuesday, October 28, 2014

She

She hurt me,
She smiles at me,
She killed me,
When she left me.


Just like before,
There was someone else,
And now I wish he were dead,
So she could be with me.


I know it's awful,
I know it's bad,
But maybe she will
Take pity on me.


I love her so much,
And she knows that I do,
But she still has him.

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