I have been so rude
That you have started to hate
I cried through sleepless nights
This was not fate
I am broken into little pieces of puzzle
Thrown around the house
Not one piece by the other
As you slipped off your blouse
Nothing but dreams
Of what could've been
My biggest regret
Your heart I couldn't win
We are so far apart
Flesh torn off bone
Hearts empty
Turned to stone
No feelings, yet there's something
I dare call it lust
But it's something more
Than a spellbook of dust
We yearn for each other
For that heat in our chest
That strange feeling
That overwhelms all the rest
Hating each other
But love at the same time
What the fuck is this
I wish you were mine
***
Broken apart so badly, nobody cared at all that you turned insane. Life is a fucking bitch - deal with it. When life shoots you down, throw the bullet in it's face! Don't say
"Why me? " rather say "try me! "
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Poetry[COMPLETED] These are all my own original poems that I have written. You will often find a small message on the last part of the poem where I explain some things about the poem These aren't just lovey dovey sad poems, there is a large variety of poe...
