break up poem


Blank White Wall

Staring at a blank white wall tears dried on my face, blood shot eyes.
Just sitting and thinking about you.
Wish you were with me but you broke your promise,
You promised me you would never leave,
You lied.
Now I sit staring at a wall thinking if you lied to me about other things.
Now I don't know you,
at least that's what it feels like.
So good bye who ever you are.



Poetry by Marissa
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Written on 2009-08-17 at 01:26

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