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by michelle Feb 19, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
I maybe different I may not be the same but why are you acting like I'm the one to blame When you were the one who took m heart with care then ripped it in two knowing I don't have a spare You treated my heart like a toy Why don't you grow up and stop being a little boy Well guess what.... I've had enough I'm sick of you killing me with all this confusing stuff *hiya everyone I would really be grateful if you could write a comment and rate my poem so i no whether it needs improving. Tnx c ya round*