Do You See Me In Her
Does the look upon my face scar your memory
Am I in back of your mind
When you hold her and tell her you love her
What do you picture when you kiss me
Is my face were it use to be
Right where hers is
I ask all these questions
Only because you swore you could and would only love me
I guess for that you should burn in hell
So now when she is in your arms
What do you tell her?
All the lies you told me
I hope she relaizes your an ass
I hope you rot in hell
poem by Makayla Straight
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