Your Fate

January 12, 2010
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Your sweet scent, my sweet regret
Your tshirt now hangs on my imperfect silhouette.
That’s all I took when you left-
But what you took should be theft.
I once was a girl with the life of a dream,
You were here with me, or so it seemed.
Behind the scenes you were not so true,
My feelings were devoted, yours were askew.
You put me through a living hell,
While you were living rather well.

So what is the punishment for your crime?
In my heart, you’ll do a lot of time.
But that is invisible, I want something seen,
It has to be thought out, it has to be clean.
You will pay for all my pain,
Call me pathetic, call me insane.

Everyone is doomed to die-
So go ahead, say goodbye.

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