What's the forecast for hell so maybe I could visit?

What's the forecast for hell so maybe I could visit?

A Poem by AlyssaAbomination
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I guess this is what you call moving on?

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5 months is a long time
But even time can't heal,
The pain once felt so real.
I don't miss you, I miss what we had.
You changed, not for the good but for the bad.
I opened up, I let you inside.
You're the one I used to confide
All the dark secrets I liked to hide.
Remember when we called it love?
It was like the stars spelled out our names in stars up above.
I thought you were like no other
But you only turned out to be another
Mistake I made.
I'm ashamed
But I'm not the only one to blame.
When I gave you my trust and I let you in,
It only turned out to be lust
So therefore you win.
But what's the prize?
Nothing gained, everything lost.
You just tossed me away like the others.
I was just a toy you outgrew,
Only to be replaced by something new.
You came into my life out of the blue,
And sometimes I wish I could go back to the first time I first met you
And turn back around
Instead of having my emotions drop kicked to the ground.
I wish I knew what I know now,
Because even band-aids can't heal
The pain my heart now feels.

© 2012 AlyssaAbomination


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Added on August 29, 2012
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