February 11, 2011
By AnnaKate GOLD, Easley, South Carolina
AnnaKate GOLD, Easley, South Carolina
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Why do you do this to me?
It slowly kills me-
the lies, the manipulation
What do you want from me?

I thought I had you figured out
so I played your game-
getting too caught up by charm
now I'm in too deep

I believed it all-
every single time.
You're such a bad idea-
you're a beautiful disaster
That keeps me holding on.

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