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by Meghan Sprague Oct 6, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
As I lay here all night crying I think about all the lying. you've left me here dazed and confused. All alone, battered and bruised. Now all I can do is cry, for every time you told a lie.
by Karley
Hey, i really really like that poem.. (Y)