Copper pipe

February 17, 2011
You tore me down,
and you stripped me apart,
I loved you,
more then you claimed to love me,
I was nothing more then a Copper Pipe,
you take me in and get your use,
you toss me down and throw me around,
like some child's rag doll.
I was just only kindle,
you throw me in the fire,
and stand there while watching me burn,
you stare and smirk,
you smile that grin,
and it starts over again.

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