![]() What You Do To MeA Poem by dillonjensen![]() Take the fear that you may have, and you use it as fuel to your fire.![]() You never once gave me the time of day,
nor thought it possible in any way. That I might like to get to know you too; instead, a solemn life with lonely views. You make believe that you are so depressed; when in reality you're on a quest to ruin the lives of all those who dare and seek your attention; none could compare. You think this is a game that which we play, and to my bewilderment and dismay, a wounded heart is nothing to muster when the broken pieces crave to luster. You're the reason I have hate in my heart, and the reason I wish this did not start. The crippling effects of your stained love, had me fitting your hand just like a glove. You played the part so well it seemed too real; the once-mended pieces of my heart feel like they have been shattered for the last time. You've struck me like a bell with broken chime. You disgust me in every damn way that I cannot truly put on display words that I've written for your cold-hearted eyes that seek only to never find their prize. © 2012 dillonjensenAuthor's Note
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Added on August 9, 2012Last Updated on August 9, 2012 Tags: Adversity Author
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