Final Days

Final Days

A Poem by XFallxEverX
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boy/girl breaks up wit lover and the lover still has feeling for that person... pretty straight forward

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The love that consumed me so

The love I've gotten to know

You've destoyed it with such ease

Don't leave me baby, please

A cry on deaf ears

Your rejections reduced me to tears

How can I stop crying

When you left me dying?

How could you just walk out?

Didn't you hear me plea, me shout?

My heart thudded to a stop

To you, I was nothing more than a prop

Wasn't I? Don't deny it

You were the bait and I bit

Cherishing the memories of the past

Our moments together from first to last

That one such happiness doesn't seem real

I gave you my virginity for love; that was the deal

I'll give you that, it was a nice trick

But I find it humorless, you make me sick

Though even a thought of you  makes me smile

The mirror reflects much, even my denile

I tried turning that love to hate

It's leagues away and I'm too late

Your angelic laugh brings tears to my eyes

Even though that voice is filled with lies

The razor is sharp against my skin

The pain is good, so I do it again

We'll never be just friends anymore

Maybe it's best if you walked out the door

What am I saying? I've fallen for you

I cannot truely believe we're through

The next time I see you

I'll be over it too

Now look at me, I'm telling lies

I never wanted us to exchange good-byes

But here we are now, last  words be said

Now who will be there to warm my bed?

The final days are approaching, all loose ends tied

The razor is my friend now that our love has died

© 2010 XFallxEverX


Author's Note

XFallxEverX
*THIS IS NOT ABOUT ME! DON'T GET CONFUSED!*

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Added on December 12, 2009
Last Updated on February 6, 2010

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XFallxEverX
XFallxEverX

indianapoilis, IN



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im still in high skool but ever since i was young i wanted to write both poetry and stories about fantasy creatures and the world they live in. it might be considered crazy, but in my stories i talk o.. more..

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