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I dont know

I dont know anymore
You screwed me over
Left me be
And you came back again

So sweet; so nice
Hold my hand; hug, not kiss
And tell me it will be all right
I dont know

I dont know anymore
Everyone telling me to get over it
Over you; but yet I cant
Like a lasting addiction, you stay

So sweet; so nice
Hold my hand; hug, not kiss
And tell me it will be all right
I dont know

Too old, too cocky
But yet so right
I dont know what to do anymore
I dont know

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yeass

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  • Polkadot Cadaver
    December 14, 2007

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    Good poem

    A good piece of work. Its tough when its so personal but that's usual when the best writing comes out..keep up the good stuff


  • ConvenientExcuses
    August 25, 2007

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    hmm sounds like a situation I'm in.

    I say follow your heart. What you want to do is your decision and if you get hurt in the process that's life...and no one can protect you from life.

    great job! keep writing!


    • -no-vacancy
      August 28, 2007
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      Too bad i read this now, because the night after i wrote this, i got my decision made for me

      but i completely understand what you mean, and well, getting hurt opened my eyes to a better option

      Im glad you like my poems, its good to know somebody does