

LivingSo much time wasted Time is a waste, if you think about it...Living
Here I am, wasting my time Thinking of your sweet smile Your handsome voice Your horizon blue eyes,
which use to sparkle
with the excitement of a night alone usually with me now with another.
I was so strong So proud of what I was You made me see I was wrong.
Pride is selfish You said aloud I knew that night that this This, was the beginning the beginning of the end Of what would prove to be a test of my strength as


What He Was Like.I am not posting this. Just read it for god's sake.What He Was Like.


The HeartA heart is a funny creature Yes, the heart is definitely a creature, with a mind of it's own, an agenda all it's own.The Heart
It beats for the one you love Stops when you lose the love And never, ever starts again.
The heart is a terrible thing Something to be feared, perhaps respected, if you've got time to waste on such things Such as love and devotion Trust and honesty However, in our world, these are words of the past Thrown out by the dictionary to make room for words such as dishonesty and untruth Hate and cheating These are the words you have taught me


My Unsmiling HeartI hate this seat It's always cold You use to sit here next to me but now you've moved on You said you loved me But then you abandon me. I use to tell you that your presence makes my heart, my very soul smile.My Unsmiling Heart
This is my unsmiling heart.
This is my hate, my anger, my distrust of your pathetic pleas for a life you cannot have, This is me telling you that it's done This is my unsmiling, non-loving heart telling you that it has been broken for the last time.
This is me. And this? This is my unsmiling heart.
People are so arrogant.
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"Love humiliates you...hatred cradles you." ~White Oleander
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