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Quits

January 4, 2010

We had it best, the two of us.

Until it was gone with the  wind’s gust.

I cried, cried, and cried some more.

I thought of suicide like never before.

***

Time and time again I remembered you.

Sweet and bitter memories of us two.

My heart could no longer take it.

Took a knife; to my wrist I slit.

***

Tears of red poured from within.

I feared; more tears ran down my chin.

I looked at the blade,  my skin it sliced.

“It cut the wrong flesh” this I realized.

***

I saw you with that whore at that motel.

Your friend told me you told him to never tell.

I was crazy for crying over you.

In the end, you never felt the same way too.

***

I gave everything, oh everything to you.

My heart, my body, my soul too.

I did the things you asked me to do.

No matter how disgusting, just for you.

***

I raged and raged more and more.

Your face had become an eyesore.

I despised every inch of you.

Like my wrist, I’ll cut you too.

***

I called and told you I wanted you.

I begged and wept ’til you came to.

I hanged the phone, I breathed deep.

I smiled; your lies will no longer seep.

***

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One Comment leave one →
  1. January 8, 2010 8:48 pm

    Very emotional. I can relate very well to message being implied…

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