The carjacker

by Frank   Mar 5, 2006


Love is like a carjacker
when i first meet you
you were innocent, perfect, pure
i drived by you, smiling, happy
i parked my heart next to yours
i opened my door to let you in
i enjoyed your company
but when you told me that you were loving me,
at this very moment where i was happy
you opened my door
and kicked me out of my car
than you ran away with it
and with heart still inside
so here i am standing
under this stormy sky
without car
without love
without heart
so for this i thank you
love is a car jacker
never expect anything from them
they steal your hear than run away

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