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Playing The Blame Game

Poetry By: Love Reaper

Tags: Hurt, Pain, Love, Blame

So fed up with people blaming themselves that they dont have control over.

Submitted:Sep 29, 2008    Reads: 178    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

It's you who did it.
Why and how so?
So far up,
With no where to go.
I see you,
I see me,
One of us,
Is the enemy.
It's the end of the road,
Where to turn,
I'm blind as a bat,
I can't discern.
Looking in,
Those big brown eyes,
Turns out it's all a lie.
Stop the blame,
Hide the truth,
Neither of us,
Has the proof.
Stop the hurt.
Stop the pain.
Because in the end,
I'm the blame...


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