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m.f.e.o.

Trust me we are done this time
Fuck you and pretending to be fine

All these games you were playing with me
All these things I thought someday you'd see

I hope my phone will never ring
No more you'll owe me anything

I get so abnormally mad
I am so indescribably sad

You don't even know
To you it's long ago

Broken and very close to cry
Put an end to it, let it die

No more letters you will send
I never really mattered in the end

I hate you and your stupid crew
I hate myself for loving you

I wish you hadn't left me this weak
I wish there were still things to seek

You got the nerve to look me in my face
Pretending we didn't even take place

Never ever close to feel so very right
Why do I loose the most important fight

Keep telling yourself you're not the reason
Find another guy for just another season

Then tell me all about it in spring
Just another song I get to sing

About being the guy in the background
Who one day stopped coming around

It seems like this time you are gone
Then destiny is trying to proove me wrong

We stand here together again today
This time only one thing's left to say

No I don't quite remember how
'Cause nothing really matters now
 

— Mike, May 27, 2010

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thegodshatter2

16 years ago

a fairly good read friend

i found alot of meaning in what you wrote. i feel as though you have been through this situation before. i could be wrong and, i tend to be but. in the last sentence where you say quiet. did you mean to say quite instead? other than that i enjoyed this very much. keep up the work and continue to write no matter what friend. sincerely, Josh Smith "god shatter"
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years ago

I love your *perception

I love your *perception requires duality* moniker. Transcendence bridges the gap in between, here nothing REALLY matters. ;-) ~A p.s. did you mean quite or quiet? "Just as what you dream is your own and no one else can observe it, so the world you see is your own." ~ Nisargadatta
Alice Ember

Alice Ember

16 years ago

My friend

I don't know whatto say. There is such raw pain in here and i'm fairly sure from your other poems recently that this has happened to you. I am very sorry. But, I love the poem it's like you just let the words of hate explode out of you. I love it my friend. Stay safe and be strong Alice Cowards aren't the only ones who die a thousand deaths. Sometimes heroes do to