Leave me, relieve, deceive and grieve me


This is no
"I went all the way over here because I want you back"-thing
There will be no confessions of love
No sweet indie rock song
with the voulme turning up just as we're about to kiss
there'll be none of that

But no, I won't make you pay
I'm not that petty
and you're a grown man
you can do whatever you want

I pray it will hurt though, like a cigarette burn
when you realize
you did me wrong
I hope you'll miss me when I walk away

and I will forget you in time






Poetry by Natalie
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Written on 2008-11-12 at 12:43

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JustBob
Awesome write...I feel your pain and anger in this....
2008-11-12