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My heart in your hand,

You crushed it to smithereens,

Blew the ashes into the wind.

Please don’t ever come back again.

How could you be so mean?

 

Here I stand;

Trying to gather what used to be my heart.

Trying to restart,

But constantly falling apart.

We used to let our imaginations run wild,

Back when we laughed and smiled.

 

But between miles and then trials

You left the scene,

Saying maybe we could try again when I am eighteen.

 

Now take away your poisonous kisses;

I’ll retract my fantasies and wishes.

Trying to forget those lies,

And your crappy apologies.

You were my nightmare disguised as a daydream.

I was just another one of your schemes.

 

Perhaps I’m just as much to blame.

But, after all, I’m rather new at this game.

You never loved me,

You just loved to be loved by me.

I am the puzzle you will never figure out,

Because you never stick around long enough to discover what I’m about.

This poem is about: 
Me

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