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Don't Love Me Anymore (Free verse) by emilyowey

Don’t love me anymore. It hurts too bad. Why did you have to show me What it feels like to be loved. Nothing I know compares to what you give me. You make everything else seem like trash. You make everything else nothing. If you give me love, If what you give me is real love, Then no one else loves me. No one else knows that I exist. Stop loving me. Don’t look at me like I matter. Don’t tell me that I am good. Don’t leave me expecting others to love as you love me. Stop loving me. I’m not the way you see me. I’m not really here like that. Maybe I’m not worth it.

SupremeDreamer 19-Jun-04/11:21 PM
Nag, nag, nag, nag. Wanna party with Clint Eastwood and some Hells Angels out in the Arizona desert, right by route 69 and the devils path? We're gonna barbecue with an indian guide and a pound of peyote to boost after the shrooms wear off, and maybe we'll be indulgent in our stupor and spray up some graffito over these brown, dusty, dull rocks-- grand canyons need some fuckin color duntcha think? I do. What do you say? You down? Eh? I could hook you up with a Harley Punk too since your all down on love, love,-- I'll do the drugs, you handle the emotion, K?.




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