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A Poem by Kaysie
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Just more stuff written at three am.

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Why do I put myself through this?

Time after time, dealing with your bullshit.

You don't care that I sit here and cry.

It'd be nice if you at least pretended to try.

I wish you would realize that I'm not ok.

That I only want you more every day.


I want you to tell me how much you care, but you never will.

Thats to hard for you to do.

And you'll never admitt it's true.

© 2010 Kaysie


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Very nice. I like it :)

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Kaysie
Kaysie

Cullowhee, NC



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