Breaking up is hard to do
There's nothing you could doto make this pain go away.
Go away.
You shouldn't even try
to make it any better.
Make it better.
You should stick your complicated way of being,
your fancy words I will never get,
up you behind.
I should try not to be so bitter,
not to let everybody know everything.
Let everybody know.
I want to be like those girls you'd like,
those girls you actually adore.
Those postergirls that don't exist.
Fits me real well.
Poetry by baby Blue
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Written on 2008-01-23 at 18:05
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