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Finish Me Off

Poetry By: Love Reaper

I hate living for you.

Submitted:Jun 20, 2010    Reads: 48    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I don't want to be loved like everybody else.
I want to be loved like no other.

I don't care if you use me,
As long as you will always need me.

These tears wont work tonight,
You tell me... Ever.

Give me a reason to live,
Make yourself my excuse to wake up.

I wake afraid to live.. hesitant,
Afraid I'll break.

Can you break pieces already broken,
Yes, I'm living proof.

You can tape or glue or paste me back together,
But I'll break again.

I break. I break. I break. I'm broken.
Don't lie... it's not going to be alright.

I shatter. I tear. I rip. I break.
Do you know what you do to me?

All too familiar,
Accompanied by misery.

Anguish, hurt, pain, agony,
Is no where close to being my associate.

I weep. I cry. I mourn. I grieve.
Just when I think I'm done.

I gasp for air,
Suffocating on my own desperate tears.

I'll always want you to love me.


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