My Response

My Response

A Poem by Airila
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You used n manipulated me

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I'm the only song you want to hear
The on you couldn't beg to stay
The tickle in your chest
Wings on your dick
All lies

You bottle up your feelings
Packed all your ammo
Just to not say how you feel
Those ghosts that haunt you
You say they act out your demise
More lies

You try to ignore your feelings
Wanting to stay...with me
To be on the cloud I'm on
To hear cupid's love song
Even more lies

I believed you...believed in you
I care for you
But I hate you for what you've done
You betrayed me
You used me
Played with my emotions
You treated me like a w***e
And then....you didn't even have the balls
To tell me yourself

You're a cold hearted b*****d
You prey on girls
Tell them all they wanna hear
Fill us with your lies and bullshit
Then you use us
And when you had your fill
You push us away
YOU F*****G C**T!!!

I hope your dick falls off
You and that little thing
Both of you belong to each other
You're mad because you couldn't get the ONE....to stay
So now you take it out on everyone else
You build these walls
Because you're afraid
Afraid that one day you will fall in love again
And you don't want that

You wanna go back to when she was the only one you could love
You loved me
I gave you my heart
I trusted you
I loved you
you fucked up
no... you're fucked up
You're a user
One day you'll pay for what you did to us
All of us
cuz i know I'm not the first
And I know I'm not the last
"Notch under your belt"
You are a f*****g dog
I need to get a f*****g flea shot
Never lie with dogs

F**K YOU. I'll never forgive you for this

© 2009 Airila


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Added on November 24, 2009

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Airila
Airila

Kingston, Jamaica



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