May 16, 2012
Your words cut
Like a knife,
Straight through my heart.
You wouldn't notice
How much I hurt.
You never notice anything.
You live
Wrapped up in your own
Selfish desires,
Completely content
To continue living that way,
Maybe forever.
I used to wish that
You'd tell me that you loved me.
But then I got older,
And I stopped wishing.

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tigers said...
May 18, 2012 at 10:55 am
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pianokeysevie replied...
May 18, 2012 at 11:52 am
thank you!! i'll do that.. would you check out my other stuff too?? i appreciate thefeedback:)
tigers replied...
May 18, 2012 at 3:50 pm
of course!
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