AgainA Poem by AustinIt doesn't sting. It doesn't hurt. Only one thing hurts, and that is the feeling of inhumanity that haunts me. I thought that you would be the one that would take away that feeling, remind me I'm human. But you're just like all of the others. Playing your own game in your own world. And to see the truth: I mean nothing to you. Reminds me of every other time. This isn't the first Or even the last. Just the most recent. © 2011 Austin |
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