Holly Jamestone

(Denver, CO U.S.A.)

Wrong


It seems that you're a big bad wolf
And I'm the gal in red
Dodging all your swipes and jabs
Your messing with my head

The utter lack of pure respect
The heartless, selfish tone
That you inflicted through the night
Have now left you alone

You knew that you were being mean
Yet did it all the same
Your blackened heart and twisted soul
Are what you have to blame

My heart is such a glowing place
Yet all the while I'm knowing
That darkness seems to reign in you
Your scowl and venom showing

You have finally forfeited
Our friendship till my death
No thoughts of you remaining
As I take my final breath

Your actions only reinforced
Who you've been all along
Mean and cold and cruel and curt
All of which are
WRONG

(7-2-2011)
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Submitted: Monday, March 18, 2013
Edited: Monday, March 18, 2013

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