To the last Degree

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This poem is about my "ex", we never really dated. It was kinda like we were friends with benefits. I loved him, and i thought he loved me. But he started hitting me and i gave up....

Submitted: January 05, 2012

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My burns are 3rd degree.

Can't you see?

I fought, breathed, and died for you.

But I don't get a thank you?

How come you don't care?

Because I didn't want to, thats not fair.

Wait, you ruined me.

So, why am I dying to be?

To be with you?

Breathes I have left, very few.

Please act like I'm dead.

I won't stop you go right ahead.

Act like I didn't hear what you said.

Act like the blood isnt red.

Just know that this is the last degree

And i gave up on you and me.


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