Deprivation My Love.

Poetry By: NaNaNationalist
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just something i came up with right on the spot

Submitted:Jun 14, 2010 Reads: 58 Comments: 1 Likes: 1

I see you standing there

Your eyes are filled with fear

I know you see it

I am not ashamed one bit

I am me no one else but

I guess it is me to blame that i cut

I watch as the blood runs down

I see your frown

I am sorry if I disappoint you

I am sorry of your view

I wish you could forgive me

I wish you wouldnt flee

That is probably not a possibility

Though we drifted apart long ago

This is now goodbye