Untitled and Unfinished

by Bugg   Sep 1, 2008


He and I had something
I thought it was beautiful.
It ended one day,
We were too dysfunctional.

I knew it had to end,
But it turned my heart black.
We were too different.
He'd never love me back.

The screaming, the fighting.
Those lost, broken words...
They were flung into the air,
Just like newborn birds.

**Not quite finished yet. I'm still working on it. Check back later for more lol

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