Disaster...

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Disaster...

You told me to be honest and
to start telling the truth
But when I did the pain to come
was the worst.

You told me it was over,
were just not meant to be.
To hear those words from you
stung like a bee.

It hurt my heart,
it killed my soul,
to go through this again
I refuse to take anymore!

I spent half my life loving you
and you dont even care,
but for you to say its over
that I just cant bare.

My life was short,
but what does it matter,
everything I touch ends upin
disaster.
So I just ended it for everyone,
just alot faster.

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

angelax22001’s Poems (4)

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Truth & Consequences 1
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