My feelings for you
Contempt, jealousy, especially hatred
My feelings for her
I am left a wanderer
Following behind you
Watching
Waiting
For scraps of the past
November 21, 1999
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| Hurt, sadness, even hatred My feelings for you Contempt, jealousy, especially hatred My feelings for her I am left a wanderer Following behind you Watching Waiting For scraps of the past November 21, 1999 |
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| This poem is about Nile and his chick, Misty. I don't really like Misty. I know she doesn't like me. I would feel better about it if she would just act like I am in the world and that I am Nile's friend. But she won't. This was when I found out about them getting together behind my back. I am over Nile now, but sometimes this poem still applies. I am still hurt, even though I am still friends with Nile. Some wounds never heal and true love never dies. | |||||||
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