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The Rents

I hate this
I hate when you do this
Neither of you can tell the truth
You've each got one on your side
But I will never side
Don't think I can't hear you
Letting cheap words slip into her ear
Don't think I'm so naive
To not think for myself
Over the years
You'll both add to the distance
And you'll take your allies with you
And I'll just be in the middle
Wishing things were the way they used to be
I will sit alone
Because you'll be so wrapped up in
Proving he or she did this
Which resulted in your failure
To communicate
Or cooperate


I'm sorry
That's not the way I operate
I'll be parentless if I have to be

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  • TheStupidLamb
    February 12
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    Love this poem, and I'm sorry things are not all hunky-dorry at your house. :[


  • Atrophya
    February 11
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    good for you sweetheart.