Love mistrust

by brookiebrooke   Oct 26, 2005


When we first met, things were cool,
then she came along and then broke the rules.
We fell in love, but then there she was, and so was I,
broken hearted and ready to die.
He saw the tears running down my cheeks.
Trying` not to cry or even let out a weep.
Wanting to pretend that I am OK, he can still see the pain
I thought earthing was fine,
Until she came

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