I thought

by brokenbutterfly   May 29, 2008


Cant you see its you i need
cant you see for you my heart bleeds
you said you only see us as friends
but with you i began to feel that my heart
started to mend
you kissed me once
twice
it was all then so precise
you were just playing a game your heart was cold as ice
my heart was sliced and diced
and ripped apart
once more
when will my chance at love
soon become an open door

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