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Author: Dirty Socks
Fiction Rated: K - English - Angst - Reviews: 2 - Published: 09-26-02 - Updated: 12-02-02 - id:986574
* Ok, I know I'm not known for poetry. Lol, this is why. Not based on anyone in paticular (in case someone I know reads this :) do not fear!) Just something that randomly plagued my mind. *

Where was your head

When you put on those clothes

When you said those words

When you started to pretend

Where was the person I loved?

When you morphed

And became everything I hate?

Became one of the masses

What made you think

I could love you the same

When you mock me like this

And break me like that?

This isn't you

You aren't one of them

You just gave up

And how can I respect that?

You dropped my world

When you fell away

From who you were

My hands are empty without yours



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