You always knew how i felt
I could tell you with a look
You said you could read me
I was an open book
One day you just left
I really wish you'd stayed
I was an open book
but my pages were torn and frayed.
I really hope your happy
You tore my heart in half
you took from me my smile
Then, you took my laugh.
you know how much i loved you
You were my one and only man
But you saw my pages
So you up and ran
You finally saw the torn pages
Made by them deadly blades
I was an open book but
My pages were torn and Frayed
There was room for one more
That final cut you made
I used to be an open book but
My pages were Torn and Frayed.
Whats your first impression?
Comments
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Slightly morbid and depressing. But still good.
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Wow. Really, really good. You just keep gettin better and better.
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aw that's really sad
good poem though
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Great job, Kali. I love this one.
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