USED- (POEM #28)

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"Isn't it sad, you get hurt so much" you say,
"I'm use to it"
                                                                                                                                           -Unknown 

I know I'm nothing special.
I'm ugly,
I'm fragile,
And you just see me as another plaything.
You're right.

But to me, you're just like everyone else,
You claim to 'love me',
When all you wanted to do was play me like the rest,
Because to you I'm just a toy,
Another person to break,
And that hurt me,
How could I be so stupid?

To think someone like you,
Would ever want someone like me,
I was stupid,
But you were the real fool, 
Because you destroyed the only good thing that's ever happened to you.

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