You and your infantile ways,
All you can do is "see his face".
I could never have kept on,
Listening to you insult me.
I was young,
He was my first love.
How was I to know,
That he is your enemy?
I'm glad you set me free,
You obviously just didn't want me.
I'm glad I didn't let you get any further,
For you could have been the ruin of me.
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Written August 18th, 2006
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Short, but definetly got the point across. Nice write.
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WOW very interesting poem, and almost a beginning to a story, i hated to see it end there, awesome write, WRITE ON ROCK ON READ ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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WOW brilliant a great write a sense of frustration and pain. Great expression. Much love Becky (star) x
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Excellant/sad
Unique commentary on the ending of a friendship? -
i dont really understand it,but i gess its just meant for you to understand.awsome poem.
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wow..this poem gave me chills down my spin...great write!
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