Low Blow
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I used to think there was no way you could ever let me down,
Then you broke my heart and knocked off my precariously placed crown.
I used to think I couldn’t live without you,
Yet, I’m still living somehow so I know that’s not true.
I used to think I could heal your scars,
But that’s not my job, remember that it was you put up those bars.
I used to think you loved me, but I messed up once and you let me go,
You said I shoulda stuck with the knife, now that’s a low blow.
Especially cus it ain’t true and both of us know that.
This poem is about:
Me