Innocent AbuseA Poem by oranges_meltnothing innocent about it.If I had a thorned rose for everytime you've said, I would've been as bloody as the murdered--yes, I'm dead, for everytime you've said that they were all lying bitchy foes, I would've loved to kill you and slowly freeze my burning blows,
You're a liar and an a*****e--nothing much more said, for every thorn that's scorned me--everytime I've bled, love is much more painful than the blows that you have saved, you are my only foe and you are the one that's blamed,
I'm sick of all the stories that seem to repeat themselves in time, I'm sick of who you are and how I must emphasise every rhyme, I know you didn't mean to do the painful things you meant, I want to bury all the years and money that I've spent,
when you find a new girl that's as eager as you alone, remember all the tears I've bled and let my name be known.
© 2008 oranges_meltAuthor's Note
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Added on April 12, 2008 Authororanges_meltTallahassee, FLAboutno bio. favorite quotes: Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart. "Nothing ventured, nothing gained." Good-night, good-night! Parting is such sweet sorrow That I shall say good-night.. more..Writing
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