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Author: BentButNeverBrokenPoet663
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Published: 03-03-06 - Updated: 03-03-06 - id:2124598

You.
You ment everything.
That's why this knife is in my hand.

Make me

You make me feel

Make me cut

Like I have become

What's the word...slut

You make me happy

You make me cry

Make me bleed

Tears from my eyes

You make me feel

Weak and alone

Pick up

Your'e never home

You make me angry

Make me ryhm

Make me tired

For...all of time

Life forever is not long enough

Today,tomorrow

That's too tough

It's hard to love you when your'e not around

Easy to want you

Like a chid's new gown

You make me reference

Make me sing

You make me want... everything

What you can give me what I can't have

Saddness sets in And joy returns

Nothing I have have I earned

I don't deserve you

You make me cry

Push away hair, dry my eyes

Love is as love does

Show me what...yours is made of

I know that I need you

I don't know why

Too long without you I want to die

Too easy to please

Too easy to anger

Too hard to love

Such a stranger

Comfort

Love Sent from somewhere unseen

You...you give me everything



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