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i don't live in this world, myself. by Olivia Weinkeinthis is how she will love you
this is how she will fall
she will want only you, you
will want it all. she will
think of your wretchedness
as something of a charm,
you will give nothing for her,
she would give an arm. she
will wish on stars, name
imaginary kids. & in the
areas where you might, you
think so, you eventually will,
she already did.
but that is all irrelevant
'cause she has an excuse for
everything you don't do
because you can repeatedly
hurt her, but she will always
love you. and this is how it
goes, this is how she will fall
from having everything she
thought she wanted to having
nothing left at all.
04/09/2003 Author's Note: this is just a little ditty that i hate now and will hate even more later but i'm not too concerned.
Posted on 04/09/2003 Copyright © 2025 Olivia Weinkein
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Leah Laiben on 04/10/03 at 12:55 PM No!!! I like it. I especially like: 'she will wish on stars, name imaginary kids & in the areas you might, you think so, you eventually will, she already did.' Perfect. |
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