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Poetry

Endless Days.

Hide it all away again
Now its over
Kill away the pain again
Cuz it’s over.

I’m not good enough for you?
When every lie you tell is true.

And endless days
You’re nothing but pain
Til its over
No.
Torn pictures of you
Feeling damaged and used.
Then it’s over.

What am I supposed to feel?
Burning away until nothing is real?

Out of love with me again
Now it’s over.
I killed away the pain again
Cuz it’s over.

I’m not good enough for you?
When every lie you tell is true.

And endless days
Of feeling nothing but pain
Til its over
No.
Torn photos of you
Feeling damaged and used.
Then it’s over.

What am I supposed to feel?
You burn it away until nothing’s real.
I’m not good enough for you?
When every lie you tell is true.

And endless days
You’re nothing but pain
Til its over
No.
Torn and confused
Feeling damaged and used.
Then it’s over.
No.

(For Chris, originally published on Tumblr)