It Hurts - Poem by Patrick Barongan
It hurts to know I'm only a toy,
Used for your entertain ment
When you lose your boy.
There so much pain I feel
Its all new to me
And it feels so unreal.
I know you don't know what you do,
But its far too late
Since I've fallen deep for you.
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