Alone Poem by melinda mackey

Alone



Love is not the key to your heart,

oxygen is.

The heart is nothing but a

muscle used to pump blood in.



So why do people use their heart to 'express' the way they feel?

Instead of saying whats real.



Don't tell someone you love them.

When deep inside you don't.


Don't tell someone you would die

without them, knowing that you won't.



All your doing is hurting them, extremely bad.

Bad to the bone.

Knowing that they was in a relationship,

the whole time, alone.

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