September 24, 2010
You keep knocking on my door.
But do I really need you anymore?
I don't miss your lies and your deceit.
And now just smiling is a feat.
All you used to do was scoff.
I am so much better off.
Don't miss your sarcastic smirk.
Don't miss you acting like a jerk.
I only miss the great relief.
Of you leaving the room; you're a thief.
You stole my heart and my glee.
How could I have never seen?
You are no good for me.
And I am finally free

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