-Me and my memory-
*-They don’t trust me,
I chose you and not the kind one.
They went me to beg on my knees,
I wish I had a gun.-*
*-There trust in me is gone,
just because I said the wrong thing!
I'm I the devils spawn,
have I lost my wings!-*
*-Why can’t it be forgotten,
how you acted and what I said!
Are we so rotten?
We should have thought ahead!-*
-Father and daughter-
*-Are words will not heal,
those that we hurt.
I'm a spy, theft, and trader.
I will build a fort.
And shield myself and hope that they will not strik
And shield myself and hope that they don’t find me
And shield myself and hope that they see that it hurts
That they don’t trust a word I say or do anymore
I can see it
But I still love them
Still I will die for them all
Even if I have to die for it to stop!
Author notes
'weeping'
i have no thouhts
A contest entry
- What hurts more, is I would still die for you. by ChicaBoo.
425 points, ended March 3, 2008, 14 entries
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Comments
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The sadness
And the line that sticks out is.. Father and daughter. For i can relate so to that and the pain there once was. Writeon and keep the faith
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wow this is so sad and deep. damn...just wow
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