The Story of Now

by danie   Jun 6, 2007

The story of now
is sweet and bitter,
like oil and water...
it doesn't mix well.

You used me one too many times,
and here i stand,
left to pick up my pieces,
that you smiled at me as you
scattered them far and wide.

You tried to come back to and use me,
to abuse me,
to use my love and to use my body,
screw you.

I am proud and defiant,
and you shall never ever get another chance
to use and abuse,
to use my love in any other way.

Back off,
step away,
i have fangs,
and I'm not afraid to use them.


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