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What the Hell Was That For?
written by AthiestAnarchist01:50 AM 11/17/04I don't know what
you want me to do...
I can't be what
you want me to...
I somehow can't
ever please you...
I feel like such
a stupid fool...
I don't know why
you're in my life...
I see the blade
of the lister knife...
I pull it across
my foolish head...
I might as well
just be dead...
I heard what that
other girl said...
I will think about it
until I go to bed...
I let you into my
stupid little heart...
I let you hurt me
so bad...
I can't believe
I liked you just a tad...
I won't be the same
ever, ever again...
You were to blind to see
the messaages I send...
I don't know why
you hurt me...
I guess I'm just not
what you're looking for...
If you need help
don't come knocking on my door!
If you can't see
what I'm telling you...
Don't expect me
to do anything for you...
Because...I don't know
what the hell that was for! |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by _Anything_to_be_Loved_ (12-23-2004 - 05:12 PM)
| good fucking poem love it |
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