They're the kind they can just
walk away from
and never look back.
The kind that doesn't last
and are never kept around.
The kind that are led on
and told beautiful lies.
The kind who believe the best
but expect the worst.
The kind that are real
and feel with every fiber of their being.
The kind who laugh and smile
through their pain and sadness.
All they know is disappointment;
for in the end,
they're just the disposable ones.
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