You're Not The First
By Withering petals
We'll die today,
Looking
the way we do,
We'll die today,
Still thinking of you.
I cried today,
All the tears I cried
before,
I cried today,
Jigsaw
puzzle of a broken soul.
I lied today,
To myself,
It's true,
I lied today,
Hoped
that it might be you.
I died today,
Wishing it was through,
I
died today,
Wishing that instead,
it was
you.
Here on the table of broken
hearts,
Crimson spattered canvas,
Torn and ripped parts.
I'm
bleeding today,
From the pit of my very core,
I'm bleeding today,
All
of my "bones and joints are sore."
Screaming
all day,
Carelessly left alone,
Screaming today,
Slashing glass through
bone.
I was cheap today,
More worthless than usual,
I was
cheap today,
.
,
,
.
.
"I love you"
.
.
.
.
,
.............You're not the
first..................
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
(to throw me away).
Comments on "You're Not The First"
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A former member wrote:
Betrayal and disloyalty are inevitable in this cruel reality
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On Friday, January 27, 2012, FadedBlues
(2096) wrote:
...painful...the ending is artistically done...
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A former member wrote:
That was heart felt, I felt the loss...
Thank you for sharing.