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I knew I couldn't trust you.
I knew it wouldn't last.
I knew that you would come around
and stab me in the back.

So why am I so shocked?
I saw what you were planning.
I guess I underestimated
emotions it would bring.

I hope you know I'm over you;
your sick games that you play
are now a distant memory.
Your colors fade to grey.



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tisha said...
Oct. 14, 2009 at 10:18 pm
your not over him. you wrote him a poem.
--just my thoughts
 
carly... replied...
Oct. 15, 2009 at 3:15 pm
I don't think I was either. But after writing that, I got it all out and it just didn't matter anymore. you know?
 
tisha replied...
Oct. 15, 2009 at 7:14 pm
yeah I know what you're saying, writing does help
 
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