Love stricken,
Son of a bitchin’
Your love kitten,
Then left sittin’.
Tired of lying
Your eyes crying,
I am trying,
Now left dying!
Why the games?
Head of shame
Feeling the same,
Then your forget…
…my fricken’ name!
You took it all,
Then I would fall,
And you stood tall,
Leaving me in awe.
Now I simply cry,
Gently close my eyes
Planning a way to die,
Killing all inside.
You got it,
I got shit
We just don’t fit,
Tired of all the bullshit.
Author notes
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Write anything inspired from this verse
"'Cause what I thought was love was only lies
Taking what you want, left me behind
As my heart dies"
Contest Purpose
A contest entry
- MOVING ON - Breakup Poetry - Options by Girl With Guitar.
625 points, ended February 16, 2008, 13 entries
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simplymeisall
awesome poem thanks for sharing
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The fast pace of this really works. Excellent job and thank you for the entry.
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How could I ever forget your name!!! It's tattoo'd on the inside of my eyelids... Nice one baby. Love you Scott
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