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This Is Painful For Me To See

Poetry By: Colby
True confessions

This is from my friend Danielle some of her words were used in it but we worked together on it when we were together in eighth grade, but once we broke up I decided her to keep it than I realized how important it was. So I'm gonna put my version up, you'd have to ask Danielle for her version from me and her.

Submitted:Feb 24, 2011    Reads: 56    Comments: 1    Likes: 2   

Now, I'm up in smoke, Just like what you do everyday, I'm no smoker, And you know that, I miss you so much, It brings tears to my eyes, To make them bluer, To make them light blue, I don't wanna say good-bye, I miss you, But you push me away as if I had no point in living, I miss how we use to see everything, I miss how you drove me out to the beach, That was where we felt safe, But now I don't know what the first meaning of being safe is, Since all I know is my hearts hurting, Can you remind me why I'm alive, Or just have my heart ripped out, </3 :'(


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