Brake Up Cheatin Poem by Elude Most

how u can hurt the 1 u love cuz u couldnt see abuth
the midsextion deconectin all visons of touch,
witch much remains wen the smoke clears,
it stains grows like the inside of a smokers loung,
pitcher that with ducktap framed round a unspoken toung,
every time u walk down memery lane, would see a unfocus face,
but now its a open road and every thing looks the same,
till a miror stod in frunt out on a rainin day,
reflectin old prijectons of cold holes u sheltered in,
was doin fine with no wind till u got told, was getin blown,
thown down ther was no1 around, frend or fow,
goin toe to toe with all that was no, althoe u felt alone,
so u did wot u did then sealed the lid, then 4got it ever existed,
it hid till it broke n floated 4 every 1 to see,
it soked up more sights then sola panles do with sun light,
but ur love didnt no,
to kind to nice for someody to take a slice,
so u ended it,
lookin thew the key hole with a txt, that sigests cowerdly,
but with the confess u'll get hit with less resons to hold ur breth,
it would of bin easyer to face deth then see her face look at u like u were.