My Friends?

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Somedays I get low and just want to hide but my friends make it worse by not leaving me alone

Submitted: January 29, 2007

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Naked I always lay

No ripe fruit but you all still take from the heart of me

An empty vase I become as I give myself away free

 

Un conditional love I give you all

Asking for nothing much in return

My light you all steel from me leaving me in darkness

 

Drowning in your pain you leave inside me

Like a dump I accept it rotting and infested

 I died along time ago but you all refuse to see

As you will never be finished with me

 

So this dead cold zombie will never be free to rest

Your dump I will always be

So do you all laugh at me as you use me

I know I am a fool as I watch you make this exchange

I begin to hate you all

As you fill me with the dark side of you


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