Done, With you.

March 7, 2011
I’m finished.
I’m ready to leave.
Take me away.
I promised I’d be good
I said I wouldn’t leave,
But heres the problem
It’s eating at me.
When you live a lie
There’s only so much you can do
so many lies you can tell
I promised i’d be good.
I do the same thing every single time
I lose all my friends then have to re-wait in line
but you’re so good it makes me want to cry
you don’t care you help me live this lie.
You’ll be my soulmate,
when there is no guy.
I love you
But I can’t stop.
Not this time.

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Duane said...
Apr. 11, 2011 at 9:39 am

really great poem really I was captivated 


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