Friday, May 29, 2009

Crash

All the messages you sent;
Stay away and never look back.
What is, not what was.
The crashing on the fall
The pain of it all.

Cryptic messages from every view.
Yet every story leading back to you.
You keep me looking over my shoulder,
Your words burned into my soul.
I'll keep them with me to my grave.
Memmories with you is where sadness lacks,
You put me up, pushed me down.
For your own pleasure, like a toy.
You knew only in time for I shall crack.

The pain I feel hangs at my heart-
Like an endless hole.
All the messages you sent;
Stay away and never look back.
What is, not what was.
The crashing on the fall
The pain of it all.

Of what you could not stall;
For what was the matter?
Nor you or anyone could see how I hurt.
And now what's left is destroyed footprints in the dirt.

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