How could you use me?
For my beauty, I do not talk of?

Your a fool.
Your an idiot for using me.
You want me but you can't
Even if I did, I would use you until
the last drop.
Men like you are like paper.
You can burn it, rip it, or simply throw it away.

You used me for your own benefit.
I am and never was your trophy.
Be gone, or else....

Copyright © 2009 by Ice

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