I am rarely sure of what I want.
But right now I know.
I want to be far away.
Far Far away from all this.
Far Far away from you.

Lies. They were all such beautiful lies.
Fed to the willing
Fed to the trusting
Fed to the loving.
How does it feel to know you hurt them
To know they ache from your deceit.
Do you even see what you do?
Do you see that we know,
That we never forget?
Do you realize that
We will haunt you
As you have haunted us?

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Hello,
This is another post just for Jordan, who is sitting right here. he wants a poem in iambic pantameter but I can't. so.. HUGS!! and yay no more class!!

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Jordan this one is for you. Just for your "hmph" at my 4 word post I am posting a third time with more then 4 words. Here it goes ( Read more... )

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