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.April 17, 2009 ' 7:29:00 PM Y

It wasn't long
since you left me.
I wonder howI wonder why.
Did leave me.
It broke apart.
I fell apart.
How can you do this to me.
Was i right?Am i wrong?
Why won't you tell me.
Did i go out with other girls?
Am i a flirt?
If i were to stab you in your heart.
Would it hurt?
If i told you i loved you.
would you reply.
Or would you stand there and look at me.
As you watch me as i die.
Here i amonce againstanding alone where you left me.
How did we became like this.
Was it my fault that you're unhappy.
Now you left me.
With a question without a answer at the end of April...
And so onI move on forget about the past.
Life goes on for the memories that i have will there for be burnt into ash.
I guess youwasn't the one for me.
At first
I was too blind to see.
I hate you
for what you did to me.
You played me.
I was stupid.
And nowyou see me killing myself.
For what you done to me.
Fall off from my two wheel
and still get up.
Forcing myself in everything i do.
Does it hurt you?
Each day past.
Each night past.
Im still standing just to get you outta my system.
Now you know how powerful you are.
Till im forcing myself thru all the bricks ahead of me.
Restless sleep.
Falling sick.
Blood coughing.
Temp higher.
Skidded off.
Five days.
Four nights.
And so on to come.







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‡Muhd Razeen
‡Dec14th1987
‡Female (LOL!)

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