My Unrequited Love
Why is it that I torture myself so,Everyday of my life?
I keep on telling myself "no,"
But my love for you won't ever die.
Every time I talk to you.
My heart always splits,
For you always talk about some other girl
And my heart can't call it quits.
And now I want to tell you
What I'm about to do -
I'm going to shut you in a corner of my heart
And live my life without you.
Poetry by lexie
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Written on 2006-04-13 at 08:42
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