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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2182298
A poem about being with someone who is self-centered.
You're the window that slams,
when a door is closed.
You break people down,
so you feel needed the most.

Unnatural to the core,
counterfeit in the face,
Finding pleasure in misery,
yet no knowledge of disgrace.

Lead by self disillusion,
life painted in grandeur,
My greatest regret of all,
the moment I found you.
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