BRoKeNn.
I sit here..
only you on my mind
I thougt you loved me
but I guess this world isn't that kind
It runs down my arm in streams of my favorite color...
I wonder if you even care
Are you thinking of me too?
Your answer...I just can not bare
You say that I feed you lies...
but you are the one that lied
your love for me was a lie.
So when I'm screaming these so-called lies...atleast I have one truth
I told you I love you
I mean it
But you don't care.
Everything you say to me hurts...
you ripped out my heart and squeezed out every single drop of life
Now its dead...
and broken...
please fix it
...and keep it.
by
taylorterrorposted on 03/13/2008
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