Burnt Up Bedside - Poem by Kayte Stacy
Even though I loved you
That wasn't enough
Heart and sould didn't matter
And you needed more
Now it's over, now we're done.
Honestly, who are you?
Over and over you said you loved me,
Never once meant it,
Not once did you care.
And now I'm the one who doesn't care.
Keep on with your pathetic, pitiful ways.
Either way, we're through.
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