Mistreated
Tossed in the dirt like yesterday's trash
I yearn for your touch, your love
As you fade from my view, into the shadows of yourself
Come back
I reach for you, retreating footsteps echo all around
Mascara and lipstick smear my tear-stained cheecks
I choke back the impending sobs
Holding back the raging waves of emotion within me
I call your name, a plea for forgiveness
Your cold stare freezes my entire being
Rejected and confused
I'm sorry for what I did
What did I do?
I ask and plead for explanation
Yet you toss me like yesterday's trash
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