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We were happy.
Then you cast
me aside like
an old phone.
Is that all
I was to
you? I thought
you cared for
me. Obviously not.
You played with
my heart like
a sad, perverted
puppeteer. Then you
threw me aside.
I was left
alone in the
dark space with
only my heart
for company. Nursing
it back to
health, after you
broke it. Broke
it like you
would break a
plate. You cared
less for me
than you would
for a toy.
I was nothing
in your eyes.
I am still
nothing, but no
longer in your
eyes. No one
will ever see
this face again.
Because of you.
Then you cast
me aside like
an old phone.
Is that all
I was to
you? I thought
you cared for
me. Obviously not.
You played with
my heart like
a sad, perverted
puppeteer. Then you
threw me aside.
I was left
alone in the
dark space with
only my heart
for company. Nursing
it back to
health, after you
broke it. Broke
it like you
would break a
plate. You cared
less for me
than you would
for a toy.
I was nothing
in your eyes.
I am still
nothing, but no
longer in your
eyes. No one
will ever see
this face again.
Because of you.
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a true story of a friend of mine, except she didnt commit suicide, which was implied in the poem
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so touching