Untitled 2A Poem by MrVWhat's the point of trying.....all hope is dying. These tears are real that I'm crying. Just like all the others, no truth hovers.. Caring only for one, (yourself) Not worth the time....this treatment is a crime. Wretched creature, pathetic and pitiful, Spending its time tearing away at other's hearts...souls...minds...and still no satisfaction. What's the point.. who cares? Not you. That much is true. Nobody cares.... But you.
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Added on March 27, 2012 Last Updated on March 27, 2012 Author |