You used me up,
Now it's your turn.
Tell me why you're with that
Because I'm left only a bone.
They can't see it, but I feel it everywhere.
Why don't you love me.
I was your first and your hatred grew.
I was the worst, and now, I will spend forever,
In your ruins.
I hate everything you've become,
Get away.
I can't control you, if you heed me now.
Once I'm gone you'll never even notice.
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My Dark Friend-A Book Of Poems
PoetryJust some pathetic poems I've been writing for awhile.