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I don't know why I love him
After he treats me like sh*t.
I only know I need him
To put me together bit by bit.
He makes me feel special
As if I can survive.
But if were actually "Friends"
Then why doesn't he care I'm alive?
These thoughts are always
Running through my head.
He's trying to be nice
But I know he wants me dead.
He labels me with names
That no woman should be called.
So when I stick up for myself
I'm only ignored.
This whole situation
Makes no sence to me.
And I know I deserve much more
Because this isn't how it's suppost to be.
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Haha, my first attempt of a Love poem...
when I was 12! hehe
Renee
xx
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