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by *Sherrie* Jan 27, 2006
Sadness, depression /
The time spent alone in your apartment.
most was spent scared for my well being with your best knife on my tanned skin.
you never realized that how you saw me as a strong girl,
wasn't nothing but a good act I learned to put on.
I wanted nothing more than for you to see me for more and that I was more than a piece of ass
you told them stories you put on a show, you made a fool out of me,
baby the the biggest fool here is you.
you thought this time would be like every time before.
I liked this poem as well as the other one I commented. Its a different layout and it was short and sweet. I thought it could conceivably go one longer and make it more melodic but it was still a good work. 5/5