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ParanoidAndroid Started conversation Jun 13, 2000
I just wanted to post a poem I wrote:
I don't know what you did,
I guess you screwed my mind,
I still think about you,
I do it all the time.
You were my first for everything,
For love and thought and touch,
I know it's wrong to miss you,
But I do it way to much.
I think of you even now,
Though so many years have gone,
You still matter in my life,
I'm still your little pawn.
It's sick to think the way I do,
For how you hurt me so,
To wish that you were here again,
To make me cry in all my woe.
Sicker yet is how I felt,
You made my life feel safe,
The things you did may have hurt,
But in you I had faith.
The pain's been gone for long,
Faint scar's are all that remain,
No longer can I feel your wrath,
How you made me go insane.
I ask myself how can it be,
With what you put me through,
My thoughts when I am with him,
Are just of holding you.
So no more cuts shall I endure,
From my hands because of you,
I hope one day i'll realize,
That I am sick of you.
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