Don't bother to call

by ShootingStar179   Dec 9, 2006


He makes me sick,
You are oblivious to his tricks,
He will say he loves you,
Believe me please it is so true

The touch he gives you used to be mine,
He is a pitiless pig,
Why can't you see?
He is going to use you like he did me.

You will see his smiles turn to someone else,
You will hate yourself for being so jealous,
Then his love for you will seem to dissipate,
His love for you will turn to hate

You ignore me now like I am wrong,
When he does this do not bother to call,
You did not listen and you never will,
Just know your happiness is the thing he will kill.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Jenni Marie

    I loved this, it is one of my favourites.
    I thought it flowed well, and the wording was a pleasure to read, as was the imagery.

  • 17 years ago

    by Stephanie

    Nice job.
    I think that in the world there are many guys like this and I agree that they are all sick pigs. =]
    I agree that the poem should be under the Lost Love section in the Love catergory. It fits better there. Overall, fantastic job. Keep it up! 5/5

    Stephanie

  • 17 years ago

    by Italian Stallion

    Well written, but I think this should be in the love catergory under the lost love sub-section. The flow was good as well as the structure. Great Job!

    Peace, Joe

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