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by BlackButBeating Feb 8, 2014 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
You walked away like a willow in sway, You left me to my personal hell, And when you plunged that dagger in my back I fell, A bleeding heart and a strong guard, Thanks to you I made my walls hard, But what of the girl who perished, But what of the love you cherished.