Cursing Your NameA Poem by poison&kerosene
Do you even have an ounce of emotion?
Or is your soul left with smouldering ashes? Panic and nausea kicking in, you're my drug I feel like I am left with no one else to trust You played me like a f*****g trick Did I honestly deserve this? I could cut myself open and bleed every word The damned misguided ones never escape I could curse your name a thousand times but you will never understand you're wrong You were and always will be my first love But I would give my life to take that back
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Added on March 25, 2011 Last Updated on December 19, 2019 |

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