Trapped in this hell we call "life"
At least for me, it's like that.
You'll never know how I feel,
If you can't understand me.
Rejection and Misery,
It's how it started the first time.
But you'll never know how I feel,
If you can't at least realize.
Feeling pain thanks to others,
Feeling left away by yourself,
Feeling wounds in heart that bother,
And make you realize better.
I'm not overreacting
Or been over dramatic;
If you don't feel this way,
Great for you, now go away.
You'll never go away,
You'll never let go of me;
That's all the words you said,
10 year past before you leaved...
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This poem wasn't really made about me, besides, it was dedicted to someone. Yes, the last part it's kind of... dramatic, but it says something. That we live in a world full of lies, broken promises, and just words. Yes, i do understand what love is, and people can love each other, but it bothers me when others lays with that. You know, love isn't a toy. I really hope that they live the same, so they'll know how it feels to be heart-broken. Anyways, this has been one of my metaphoric deep poems, so I'll let everyone the mystery. So come on and try to find it =]
[FOX OF BLOOD] 