Friday, April 27, 2012

Pennsylvania.

I hate what you have turned me into.
I hate that I wont forget you
I hate what you mean to me
I hate that I thought we were meant to be

You told me lies
I listened to your cries
You are nothing without me
I am nothing that you would let me be

I am everything that you tried to suppress
I am romantic and nothing less.
I cared for you before I cared for myself
I got put on the top shelf.

I will live just to prove you wrong.
As you stare among the throng.
I will rise above you.
I will rise through you.

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