Why, by Chalan
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Why does it still hurt
even when you're not there?
Why doese it still hurt even
when I no longer care?
Why do the tears keep coming
even when I'm tired of crying?
Why do I remain some what civil
and why do I keep trying?
Why does the painful memories
stay so vivid?
Why does the painful words and
threats still make me livid?
Why does seeing you make me feel
so disgusted?
and why did I ever feel as though
I trusted?
Why does seeing you make me feel
as if I was cut with a knife?
Why on earth did I allow you to make
me your wife?
Why does the thought of you make me
feel so low?
Why oh why at one time did I have to
love you so?
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| Posted: 2008-11-21 01:13:07 UTC |
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| 2009-03-10 02:45:14 | Felicia |
| Wow ... This poem is fantastic...your emotions freely shown. You expressed exactly what you felt and the reader will feel it too. As i read this i felt your pain. Great read is all i can say Felicia Mac |