Poetry

You Say


You say that you love me

yet I only get hurt by you

why oh why do you besiege me

torture me the way you do.
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If this is your idea of love

then I wonder if I want any part of

this love as you call it

seems like bullshit.
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You came at me with a knife and try to kill me several times

you shot at me on a stairway

how can you think you were not committing any crimes

by treating me this way.
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You know I put my baby inside you

that soon we were going to have a child

that made me feel so proud

you said it was for us, this child, ours.
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You said it was not going to happen

that it just was not to be

our baby was stillborn

I knew, yes I knew it was the coke that made it be.

-MAC-