The Oxygen around me has become so toxic cause
of your lies you've released.
There's a Fine line between love and hate, why did you
have to create such a loveless fate.
This story began and so quickly was painted in a shade of gray. We had nothing left to say and my heart
paid for it. A shade of black was now painted over us,
I lost all trust in you as you did in me.
We became so broken and now this was my token out of this.
Now a days all I feel is bliss because I noticed without you I am someone. I'm someone better than
You'll ever be.
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poetjoli: i like it, the rhyme seems very natural, nice job on April 21, 2008 12:18 AM