Don't you realize what you've done,
you're the cause, the reason,
why I'm here.Sitting in the corner of this empty room,
crying on the floor,
yelling at the ceiling,
screaming out your name.You don't realize what you've done,
but you're the cause, the reason,
why I ended up here.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryA collection of poetry by @layschips1 RATED PG-13 HIGHEST RANK: #295 in Poetry © 2015 by layschips1 All Rights Reserved