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Poems Isn't it funny how everything is o.k.
untill you say you love me
and I know that's not what you mean.
Everything is so different
when you move so far away
but the pain still remains
in all that I know of you.
That night, I knew it was bad
when your hand gripped up my throat.
O God, I couldn't even breath.
And I realized it was so bad
when I turned to see...blank.
O God, I couldn't even see.
How could you be so mean?
Why did you do this to me?
When I stepped out on the curb
and then you followed me.
I know you've never seen me cry.
Untill then, I never shed a tear.
Why did it come from you then?
I know that's what you mean.
You were there, in my house
after all we went through.
And they all just stared with me at you.
So we walked down the steps.
Sitting limp with no intentions
to spoil my special day.
I never knew what pain really was
untill you made the worst day.
You don't know what I mean
when I say it's for the best.
If I say I love you,
that's what I mean.
When I say I'm not in love with you,
that's what I mean.
You're just ganna have to deal
with all I have said I feel.
And I'm just ganna have to face
that you're just a fucking discrace.
If I say I hate you,
that's what I mean.
Whe you ask me why I act this way,
It's exactly to be mean.
I know you're sorry, as am I.
It's just exactly what we mean.
