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The End

by TheBoyWhoFloed


I missed u today
Decided to call.
You picked up,
Said nothing at all.

The other night,
Was all my fault,
Jealousy took over my heart.
I guess it’s over,
All our love,
I lost the only gift,
Heaven sent from above.

I saw those guys in your phone.
You talk to them when your alone
Maybe I’m stupid,
Maybe I’m crazy,
All I thought was that
You were my baby.

Now we can’t talk
I keep trying to call
I wish this didn't happen
None of this at all.

But now I'm tired of you,
Choking without you,
Just like I knew I would,
But suffocation never felt so good.

I can’t stand you now,
With every single breath,
You drove my insane,
And it felt worse than death.

Someday you’ll find out,
All the wonderful things you missed,
And then you’ll care,
You’ll come running,
And I won’t be there.

Now leave me alone,
My heart needs to heal,
I’ve got scars,
To show your pain was real.


To you,
Our love wasn't’t love,
It was only game,
A pigeon not a dove,
Leaving me in shame.

After all this time,
I’ve decided to quit,
And I need you to know,
This is the end of it.


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Mon Dec 05, 2005 10:11 pm
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I don't think this was overly cliche, and I liked how it flowed pretty well...good job




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Mon Dec 05, 2005 4:19 am
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oh i love it! i could really feel the hurt and tears! I hope this isnt based on personal experience!




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Mon Dec 05, 2005 3:31 am
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To you,
Our love wasn't’t love,
It was only game,
A pigeon not a dove,
Leaving me in shame.


The poem at hand is not one to be read and set aside lightly. Instead, it should be thrown so hard as to break the speed of light and into an ocean so that it may drown and fade, as to never be remembered by the eyes it has burned with its acidic over-the-top cliches.




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Mon Dec 05, 2005 1:00 am
Chandni says...



This is very good...I like it
I'm soo impressed by guys who can rhyme...Wow
I love you right now...hahahha I really liked Good job !!




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Sun Dec 04, 2005 10:43 pm
Elizabeth wrote a review...



I'm so heartbroken right now.
My boyfriend broke up with me and I remember I was totally suspicious about him when he was on the phone with other girls so I can SADLY RELATE!
Can I get a hug? :(





Be steadfast as a tower that doth not bend its stately summit to the tempest’s shock.
— Dante Alighieri