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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Untitled
[time] => 2003-02-17 22:40:00
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[bodytext] => No I don’t hate you,
Would I be this hurt if I did, The fact remains I’m jealous, Of the guy you are now with. You changed your feelings every day, “You know I love you” I would say, Can you kiss me you may say, I grow tired of the games you play. I know you’re not a bad person, Deep down I know it’s true, But you treated me so badly, As to why I have no clue. I gave you everything I had, Which is more than you asked for I know, But in return you gave me nothing, Was that hard for you to do? In ways I meant more than anyone you’ve met, Our times were special and I don’t regret, Those times I’d swap for feelings you gave others though, The feelings of love and want I and most of all respect. You never meant to hurt me? We both know that you still did, You never even cared for me, Until now, too late, that is. I live no more as Steven, He died some time ago, I ask you not to hate me, And beg you don’t get low. I fear the person I’ve become, I hate the things that I have done, I know not what I could do, I’m scared that one day I may hurt you. I’m sad you know, Know not how low I can go, Want it to end, That makes me a bad person though. Should I go to heaven? Should I go to hell? I want to sleep forever, So my pain not dreams will end. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 22 [informant] => Steve_Class [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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