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you never loved me.

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AsterGirl

Published: Mar 20, 2014

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you did not fool me
with your
bittersweet kisses
& empty hugs

you were only trying
to compensate
for your
non-existent heart
by swallowing
mine

{and i fed it
to you}

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ItsKocot

Mar 21, 2014

Ouagh, you make me feel so sad right now... But I love this poem. Excellent!

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