Past Regrets:
Something I wrote my first year at college>>> I miss writing poetry...
"10th Grade Isn't Love.."
-laura vanbuskirk
I hope those stains forever remain
Reminding you of the nagging pain
You so solemnly put me through
Without a second glance you knew
That my heart would soon break
It kills me knowing you were a mistake
I guess those college girls were sweet
Nothing that I couldn't meet
Instead I'll pray that you get it back
Slowly over and over again I hack
The axe strangles your voice
Straight to the heart and mind
Ears ringing, your teeth slowly grind
I'll rip out your eyes so you can see
The lying and cheating you did to me
The phone won't save you now
And you will never know how
I got over you, first love is unreal
Just a stupid dream you feel
I'm glad I found out you were a liar
You helped me burn your own fire
I still hear you say "I Love You"
But it's in the grave, just like you.
I hope those stains forever remain
Reminding you of the nagging pain
You so solemnly put me through
Without a second glance you knew
That my heart would soon break
It kills me knowing you were a mistake
I guess those college girls were sweet
Nothing that I couldn't meet
Instead I'll pray that you get it back
Slowly over and over again I hack
The axe strangles your voice
Straight to the heart and mind
Ears ringing, your teeth slowly grind
I'll rip out your eyes so you can see
The lying and cheating you did to me
The phone won't save you now
And you will never know how
I got over you, first love is unreal
Just a stupid dream you feel
I'm glad I found out you were a liar
You helped me burn your own fire
I still hear you say "I Love You"
But it's in the grave, just like you.
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