Genia Arnett, 30 january 2012
I'm enveloped in you and me
or atleast what used to be.
I'm tired of the lies,
the lies you supply.
My heart lays in peices
broken like glass.
A puzzle left to peice together
Apologizes can's fix this shattered me.
I cry and grieve
On what used to be.
Genia Arnett, 11 december 2011
Love is treated like a game,
Never serious, never tame.
A broke heart like the loser
Confuse on what to do.
A winner never a winner for long,
Cause thier always wait another game.
Genia Arnett, 11 december 2011
Pain but jost
Happiness with sorrow.
I cry so much,
And wait for tommorow.
The day will come,
And he will leave.
Then again sorrow will
surround me never to leave.
My heart will rip
And shatter.
Tear like a river
Will flow.
I cry
One last time
Before he has
To go.
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