You can't fix what's gone

I'm gonna lose 

My mind, my temper

And my heart

 

I'm gonna lose

Her love, her touch 

And your eyes

 

I'm gonna lose 

My freedom, my courage 

And my dignity 

 

I've already lost 

My reputation, my charm

And my my patience 

 

I've already lost

Her trust, her gleam

And your lust

 

I've already lost 

My soul, my joy

And myself 

My rooster, he's the white one

Bee.Lover

VT

16 years old

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  • Poetry

    By Bee.Lover

    Counting backwards

    I'll push my dull heart down

    Anytime you need me to

    And you'll never hear me

    Beg you under my breath 

    Not to leave me

     

    You looked at me

    Like I'm a horrible 

    Burden just now

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  • Poetry

    By Bee.Lover

    On a scale

    I look in the mirror 

    Like any girl my age

    But I'm repulsed in horror 

    At what is on stage

     

    I look at those numbers 

    Wait for them to go down again 

    114, 113, 112

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