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Cringe
Contributed by
macisang
on
Sunday, 13th January 2013 @ 06:11:11 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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I cringe Not because I miss you, only for the abyss you left.
I sigh because room for a parade of men as dumb as you has been made The floor nicely swept.
I cringe because I learned how to play pretend and I miss it, a game I didn't know existed, and I need it back.
I sigh because I fell in love with smiling and having a place without trying, and now it's gone.
I cry because I used to have dreams and standards expectations that could not be dampered of what love was.
I hate because what I couldn't wait to feel now has no place to be real, that thing called love.
I cringe because I pretended to love you, so maybe that's the best I can do. And nothing more.
I cringe because I hate you, and now hate is my only fate and love is numb.
Copyright ©
macisang
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2013-01-13 18:11:11] (Date/Time posted on
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