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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
Critiques
thegodshatter2
16 years ago
a fairly good read friend
Kailashana
16 years ago
I love your *perception
Alice Ember
16 years ago
My friend