MarmosetA Poem by Cosmic kid
Your pretty words, lies.
The feeling of your skin against mine, your manipulating hands
They smother me with hate and resentment.
I was head over heels for you,
You knew it,
You used it to your advantage,
You taught me a lesson though,
From all of those nights crying myself to sleep to ignoring me,
I learned to never completely depend on anyone for happiness.
© 2012 Cosmic kidReviews
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