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Honey, Stop Your Crying

Poetry By: ThePseudoMe
Poetry


Not quite as nice as the title first appears. Personally, I loathe this piece, but I don't give a sh!t either.


Submitted:May 12, 2007    Reads: 141    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


Honey, stop your crying

It was never meant to be

You should have known

When I got you home

You were just a f*** to me

Baby, stop your weeping

Put on a happy face

You should have seen

I was not a dream

But a Hell born fantasy

Sweetheart, dry your tears up

Paint on a happy smile

It was fun whilst it lasted

Yes, I am a Bastard

That's why you love me though

Darling, fix your make-up

Your hair's all out of place

You enjoyed the f***

Oh well, it's just tough luck

I was only using you

Lover, sort your head out

Revenge is such a bitch

You used me before

Cheap common whore

So now, I guess, we're even





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