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Your Vanity.
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January - June 2005 Tut tut - shame on you,
Your vanity is out of control.
You seem to think I'm thinking of you,
You seem to think you're part of my soul.
It's unbelievable that you care,
Even when I'm all out and done,
Because, dear friends,
The day I left,
My memories of you had gone.
You're nobodies to me now,
Only the odd few are my friends,
It's a shame, yes,
But I've moved on,
I suggest you do the same.
I know I'm hard to get over,
And I know you wanna be like me,
But I'm sorry to say,
That the day I left,
You all became a memory.
None of my poems are for you,
This one's just to put it straight...
That you were never an object of my love,
And definately not my hate.
it's a shame? yes your so right. It's a fucking shame losers like this spend their whole life just examining your poems. This is a great risk for me to be using my post poems user i.d cause theyll prolly go onto my portfolio (if theyre smart enough to figure out how) and comment on my poems thinking mine are all about them too, even thought they don't know who the fuck i am, but that prolly wont stop them flattering themselves. Don't stop writing the way you do, keep going hun *mwah* xoxoxoxox