Its Thursday
He called to talk to me but after all I went through I learnt from my mistakes..
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You used me and finally.. I had time to see the real you.
I never liked to say I was wrong
But what did it matter......now I know
you were never right with me.
YOU Controlled me in different ways that I couldn't explain
emotions are so hard to figure out
I can't hold on anymore, it will only cause me blisters.
No one wants to get hurt, but it takes everything i have, to let go of you.
YOU ARE READING
Sad Poems: Invisible Notes
PoetryA quite depressing part of my life , I wrote when I was sad, some from stories , some from songs
