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You tell me to love you,
You tell me i should appreciate.
You tell me I'll do what you say.
You tell me its not my choice anyway.

I can't see you,feel you, or even aknowledge,
The tiny satisfaction from your death.

You tell me what i should be,
You tell me what to see.
You don't know what i see.
You don't want to know.

I cant be you,feel you, or even aknowledge,
The tiny satisfaction from your death.

The satisfaction of your death.
My satisfaction in your death.

You tell me to be everything,
Then you tell me I'm nothing.
You tell me i should be like you.

But I'm the one who's satisfied with your death.
I've got a tiny satisfaction with your death.
You gave me a tiny satisfaction with your death.

I can't see you,feel you, hear you, or remember you.

You want me to feel sorry for what i did to you?
They tell me to be sorry for what i said to you,
but according to you,
I can't.




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LunaWingsFlyAway said...
Oct. 15, 2010 at 6:01 pm:
this is a veryyyy good poem...it shows the raw emotion of anger and hate....and it connects to me...keep writing
 
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Brina said...
Oct. 15, 2010 at 2:00 pm:
this is very good. i think that a lot of people will be able to connect their lives and other things to this. keep up the good work.
 
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lisa<3 said...
Oct. 12, 2010 at 6:36 pm:
Absolutly amazing!
i loved this, its exacly how i feel about my father :/            keep up the amazing writing!! (:
 
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