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The Person You Created

You say you dont get me
Its ok, no one does
The way I do things, say things
Love
My lies they come from somewhere cold
The place where now, the door stands closed
Its not my fault, I try my hardest
I just dont trust
My memories dont allow it

I hate your face, my past
The "Love"
The way I was treated
As if I was scum

So when I delete all files
Act a certain way
Lie about my life, my ways
Its from my heart
Not my head
And the memories that now lay dead

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  • xxRainbowDawnxx
    May 7, 2008

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    I can relate to this on the other end of the spectrum too, as I find it hard to trust opeople and therefore bottle everything I feel up, sometimes hurting those I really love... and trust me all I ever wanted was to be loved