What You Wanted

June 30, 2012
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Stop staring at me with those blank, glossy eyes;
I've known you forever;
Everything painted on your face gives you away.

Quit with the amnesia-like questions;
They ask everything I cannot answer;
I don't have a clue as to what made you into the person you are today.

Was it the reaching for love?
It always seemed so far away;
Never in your reach.

You were never good enough;
You were a worthless piece of trash;
Is that what he told you?

As he jerked down your hair;
As he whipped welts onto your body;
Is that what you really wanted?

Was that love?

Stop staring at me with those blank, glossy eyes;
I've known you forever;
As you stare right back at me from the mirror.





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