The poem of the broken fool

by Kayla Katastrophe   Dec 10, 2006


Everywhere I go your memory lingers.
Every song delivers you to me.
I swear to myself no more tears
But this pain won't leave me be.

Was I not pretty enough?
Was I too stupid, too cold to you?
What was my disease?
Just tell me please.

I'm the girl that was left behind.
You've seen me in the stories.
The one casted aside for the beautiful and perfect.
The burdened one with the painful memories.

I will never forget
You were my first everything.
Pathetic I know but it's true.
You love her but I will always love you

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