You - Poem by Erica Buxton
I see you dancing there with her.
I see you see her, and her see you.
It makes the knife in my heart even worse.
You just threw me aside when you decided you
were through with me.
Not even caring how much I would hurt.
The pain is even worse as I get behind the
It hurts so much that I wish it would stop.
I wish my heart would stop.
The tree is comming closer, and closer to
The metal & glass go everywhere. I slip into
darkness. I geuss we were never ment to be.
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