Me

I did love someone once

She was beautiful inside and out

The life and soul of the party

Her passion never in doubt

But one day she grew cold

And her light began to fade

So now I no longer love her

Because of who it was she betrayed

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  3. I don’t mean to be insensitive. The image came to my mind when I read this piece was: a person is having a go with a free standing punching bag, and the person got knocked back time after time. The person eventually realised they hate themselves a lot, but it’s silly to keep punching themselves.

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