December 5, 2008
By Melissa Kim, San Jose, CA

I write
Bad love poetry
But it still feels better
To watch the words
Stream from my fingertips
Than to keep you buddled up inside
With all those lies

You really don’t love me
You know
It’s just the thought of me that
Appears so appealing
I know
But still I
Love you
So don’t throw these words
Back into my face
It’s called denial sweetheart and
You signed this release
When you broke my heart

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