I thought i could trust you but i can't...your like sand tightly gripped in the palm of my hands...i thought you were mine and i was yours...everytime things seem to go good you slip right through my fingers. Im tierd of picking you up, i gave you many chance's....well your chance's are done im through with you..it's time for me to move on i can't take the pain...no matter how many times i pick the sand up, it always seems to slip away..im sorry i have nothing else to say.
(This poem is about.....well me and a speacial someone....they know who they are....i think it's time for me to let him go emo i feel really emoish right now...well the poem is about a guy aka the sand losing his gf)
princess_from_hell666 Community Member 
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please help!