You told me to "write" something about you.
How can I write something about you, when I feel nothing?
You broke me, when I was already broken.
Made me shed my last tear.
Made my cry my last laugh
And took my smile away.
You stole my heart and took my soul too.
So again, how must I write something about you?
You used me for your own good.
Took advantage of my kindness.
Left me vulnerable to the world.
I was just a doormat to you.
But yet.
You're in my thoughts, so you took that too.
So again, how must I write something about you?
I'm dry to the bone when I think about you.
I've lost all feeling towards you.
You stole my spirit, you left me dull.
You left me EMPTY.
As you can see,
I wrote something about you.
So I guess,
You stole that too.
-Furashu
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PoetryWelcome, welcome. Take a seat and let me Tell you a story. Many think that they know me But Oh, They are so wrong. One minute I'm ecstatic! The next I crumble and Fall Down Into a bottomless pit Of NO emotion at all I tend to feel ...
