Wipe The Floor With Me

August 26, 2009
By Miranda BRONZE, Hertfordshire, Other
Miranda BRONZE, Hertfordshire, Other
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A kiss, vaguely honest
Felt your skin crawl
Held me too close for comfort
Laid down your ground rules

Nothing meaningful
No sense of decency
Whispered "no strings attached"
Said that you wanted me

I couldn't give you care-free
Long-overdue, lesson learned
The tables have turned
I've found the lack of care I owe
You're no friend of mine

Walking away from you
Burning bridges in my head
Peeling your fingers from my skin
Shaking off the things you've said

Leaving you two steps behind
With every shout of my name
Didn't ever see yourself
Losing at your own game

I've scrubbed my hands red-raw
Don't care about you anymore.

No more.

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