I`m over you.

by Amber   Mar 13, 2005


Everytime i think of you
I wish that I would die
because it brings back horrible pain
of the day you told that lie.
my arm aches
as i lay in the dark staring at the stars. blaring hate inside of me
you just wait i know you`ll see
why is this happening to you this doesnt mean a freaking thing
as i sit here i know what you`ll do
but it wont matter to me
I`m over you.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Brittney

    this is good! keep up the good work. check out some of my poems if u can