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I asked you out yesterday.
You just walked away and laughed.
I called you Last night.
You said you were busy.
I told you I loved you.
You stared at me in disgust.
Why can't you be mine?
Today is now Valentine's Day,
You are someone else's.
Tonight i will take my own life.
I can not bare the thought of you
Loving anyone but me.
| This is topical yet deep. A little disturbing and at the same time yearning. Poetry is the access we have to our subconsious mind. I liked the poem, but was truthfully disturbed by its content. There are millions out there, and i only wonder who has felt this same way. This write makes you wonder.||| Posted on 2006-02-12 00:00:00 | by Abyssss00 | [ Reply to This ] |