Of all the things I gave you;
Everything I had.
from what you knew was bad.
For all the times I told you
they would always be wrong.
for every lie, I consoled you
Lies that went on too long.
For all the things I did,
all the time I spent.
For all the love I threw at you,
and all the rules I bent.
For every wasted moment,
For every broken swear.
For every shattered promise,
and every stitched up tear…
You still could not see
exactly what you had..
you left me here, broken,
a nothingness in my hands…
To cry for you would be a shame,
but that’s all I seem to do.
It’s sad that all my efforts
I had to waste on you.
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