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You were like a knife,
Cutting me deeper everyday.
But I was the addicted cutter,
Praying you would stay.
You were like a drug,
Ruining everything I did.
But I'm the one who can't get enough,
Although I am just a kid.
You were like a bad song,
That I played often in my head.
I couldn't seem to tune out,
All the lies that I was fed.
You were like the poison,
To help my suiside.
But you were also the hand,
That wiped away the tears I cried.
You were my disaster,
ThatI needed to make me strong.
Even if I still wonder,
What it is that I did wrong.
You were like the alcohol,
In which I couldn't help but drink.
Your face stillhaunts my mind,
And now I cannot think.
When we met you were a child,
And I was nothing more.
But then as life went on,
You had different things in store.
I guess you're growing up,
Faster than was planned.
And now I do not know,
Exactly where I stand.
You are everything that's bad,
And all the things that are good.
I cannot stay away from you,
Although I probably should.
You made me, you broke me,
And this is the result.
I guess I should stay out of the way,
Because you're becoming an adult.
- Title: I Guess You're Growing Up.
- Artist: kannair
- Description: read and comment on my poetry
- Date: 04/11/2009
- Tags: guess youre growing
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Comments (2 Comments)
- xox_Cherry_Babe_xox - 04/15/2009
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That was really deep.
And really gd i loved it.
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- Kikyo Demon of Fire - 04/11/2009
- wow, that sad. but very very deep.
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