Sunday, January 15, 2006

Angst isn't an answer (Poem) From the heart

I don't feel sorry for you. You made (or railroaded) the decisions on your own.

I won't do a thing to help you. You never appriciated me in the first place.

I dust your footprints from my back. You'll never walk over me again.

I won't be there for you. You were never there for me.

I refuse to pay you any attention. You draw enough attention to yourself as it is.

I don't feel sorry for you.

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