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Blessed Curses

(10/17 / Augusta)

How come


How many times
Must one abuse your love
Before you finally realize
They do not love you?

How many times
Can one cheat
Before you realize
How much you hate to share?

How many times
Will you allow
The one you love
Mistreat you
Before you realize
They dont care?

How come you settle
So easly
And love so blindly?

How come you rather
Take this risk
And fall even more inlove
With someone
Who you could never be
Number one to
But refuse to take a risk
To love someone
Who cares for you
Someone that refuses
To look at everyone
Like they look at you?

How come you settle
For what you do not desereve?

Submitted: Thursday, June 13, 2013
Edited: Friday, June 14, 2013
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