Game

by kate f   Feb 2, 2007


NOT DONE
Hatred is all I feel for you,
Everytime I see your number,
everytime I hear your voice,
Finally you know what it's like,
You've lost your own game,
How good it feels to see you hurt,
To see how pathetic you really are.
Now you wanna be my friend,
Only after you turned me against one of my best,
Glad to see you're all alone,
That everyone sees you for who you really are,
You were only a rebound,
You even said you know you were,
Yet you tried anyways,
Now look where its gotten you.

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