This is a poem dedicated to my ex-girlfriend who lied to me with every sentence she spoke.

Sick and abused, I fell for you. I love you more than I love myself. I weep until I fall asleep. My head spinning. My body weak. My soul is dead. I remember the lies which you’ve said. I watch as the leaves change colors and it’s so pretty to see them fall and die. Just like myself. I should have caught on to your way so very long ago. I was your dark, delusional fantasy, while you, were my love..

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  • PHILLY DREAMER on Dec 12, 2011

    Doesn’t it make you want to find them, lock them up in a room, and use them the way they used you. If it’s just me I guess I need help, but I fantasize about the payback often LOL.

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