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What You Did

I found out yesterday what you did My hart aced so much I didn’t know that was possible But it’s another day and my chest feels empty Void of all things How can I still be alive when my hart dose not seem to beet My mind is so overloaded I can’t see strata And the only think I seem to do is grind my teeth And curst you out for lying to me You the words get chocked in my through And the tears just well but never fall I can’t keep my eyes off the wall Staring into space trying not to freak out Yet of cores to day every one want to disrespect and though around words Like a base ball game Don’t they know I got a shorter fuses then every before And my steel tows on To day if ever I’m ready to let lose Blind rage not even a bullet to the head could cure Ill come back as a ghost and haunt the **** out of you Casper the devil ghost is what they will call me And that is true

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/9/2012 1:53:00 PM
Sad one..Someone has disappointed you so it seems..Sara
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Date: 6/9/2012 8:31:00 AM
Wonderfully written poetry Erica. Thank you for sharing. Have a super weekend. Love, Carol
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