Broken Love

I am broken, I am bruised,

I am tierd of being used.

Knowing you don't care about me anymore, hurts.

Knowing I will never be able to love you how I wanted to, hurts.

Why do I have to go through this pain?

When will my heart stop the rain.

Knowing you love her now, angers me.

I just want you to see, the pain in me.

If it's love I'm feeling, then I will let you free.

This poem is about: 
Me

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