wasted time

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wasted time

I told myself I wouldn't waste my tears on you,
so why am I wasting them now?
you're a sorry excuse for a man
using girls left and right,
having your way with them before you get bored
then leave them alone and confused.
I hate you now,
but I loved you then
and I can't understand for the life of me why.
I dont know why I stayed as long as I did,
maybe it was pure stubbornness and stupidity,
or maybe it was love.
well at least I thought it was,
for both of us.
now you can rot in the ground for all I care.
I'm done with you.

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

emilyAKAninja’s Poems (35)

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ways of suicide 1
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the blade 0
suicide 1
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stay away from him 0
never going back 0
when i die 0
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my allegory in the cave 1
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untitled 0
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