Black Poetry : Stupid

bahati

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Jul 1, 2003
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For all your faking, for all your lies
I can hear your cries
late at night between her thighs
wishing for me to come back
to rescue you from the hell
into which you fell the very day
you made me walk away.
And walk I did - silently
with a heart full of grief
as suddenly I had to realize
you don't care about me or
me being a serious part in your life.
You wanted to use me
your f**k-buddy I should be.
I'm so glad I was smart enough to see
all of this early enough
and that I was tough enough
to prefer the cold dark night
to staying right by your side
where the only feeling I had
was that of loneliness
after you took no time to caress my
soul anymore.
I was treated like whore
but you should know
I've come back to life again
like the Phoenix from the Ashes.
I am not in pain,
and it's not me I have to blame.
The only question that remains
is:
Who will actually be the loser in this game???
 

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