Anthony Daniels

Rookie - 95 Points (08/03/1989 / Baltimore, Maryland)

This Frankenstein

You were the Dr that created this Frankenstein.

You loved me put your all into me and sprung my heart back to life.
You made me feel like I could love again.

Why would you suddenly decide to turn your back on me and neglect me because society thought I was an abomination.

Why would you even care what they thought of us when they are insecure with their own love lives and sexualities.

You made me fall for you like this and you dare hurt me so?

If it is a monster you and society want then that is what you will get.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Topic of this poem: heartbroken

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  • Gold Star - 10,411 Points * Sunprincess * (6/17/2014 10:35:00 AM)

    ............if two people are in love with each other.....they should be focusing on the one they are in love with.....and not concerned with other people... (Report) Reply

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