Him

by abigail   Nov 5, 2004


Going around the Mary-go-round
same things over and over again
same face same place it always happens
been here done that
I know I have known better
but I cant stop loving him
his smile his respect, is untrue love for me
gets me every time
then when it ends
it always results in hurt but love
hidden by hate
its been a year
on and off
is it me or is it him?

please comment i want to know what you think thanks

Abbie*

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