Last Sad Story
You want nothing
To do with me
I understand why
Sick of me
Sick of my sadness
Yet I choose to tell
The last sorry words
You’d ever hear
At least from my mouth
I love you
And because I love you
I rather you hate me
For truth
Then love me
For lies
Do those sound
Familiar to you?
poem by Tommy D'Attore
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