Bad habit

by ~spider~   May 31, 2006


All I did was love you.
I put my feelings down on the table.
I opened up to you, I told you everything.
and you dropped me like a cigarette that burnt your fingertips.
i hit the floor,
my ashes broke,
they scattered the carpet.
you put me out.
my flame,
is gone.

your flame,
brought me only pain,
and i thought it was gone.
but it came back,
full strength.
just kill my pain,
end it,
I'm sick of crying,
I've got no more tears,
you've dried me out.

bad habit.

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