THE HURT
The hurt inside of me is raging to come forthTo teach you a lesson you have never been taught.
You push me around all the time thinking its your right
Tired of chasing you,arent you the perect example:
''out of mind once out of sight''.
I held your hand,walked you through the pain
you selfish piece of work you left me alone when I hoped for the same.
I think you are not even worth writing about
all I wish for you is to suffer in hell
from where I once brought you out.
Poetry by piu
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Written on 2007-05-07 at 13:38
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