So rip out my heart.
While you're at it,
take my lungs,
take my vital organs,
take the very bones from my body!
The only thing you will never have is my mind.
Although it may be filled with you,
it will always be my own.
So stay in love with her,
I'll just be another score for your board,
another notch in your bedpost.
I can't say I don't care,
we both know I do.
I will always be the girl that still loves you.
When she moves on,
you will to,
but I'll still be here,
pining for you.
A contest entry
- TELL ME ABOUT IT..... by xwarriorXprincessx.
550 points, ended August 4, 2008, 52 entries
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Comments
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Ahhhh, I loved this! After reading so much of the same, it's wonderful to find a good poem, and you did such a good job expressing yourself in it! I feel for you, though, my poem's more full of rage than yours, but still...we as women deserve better than this.
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ugh. the good kind.
this made me hurt a little.... but it hurt so good.
i am sincerely sorry that someone made you feel this way, dear. you seem like a sweet soul. your heart shows through in your work, i like that.
someone treated me this exact same way once, and to move on gets easier with time i promise, dear. just hold tight to the pillows and the pens and don't let go of yourself or your other emotions, but try to rekindle the you that is the most significant... the you that makes your beautiful with out them.
best wishes and luck.
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