The girl of his dreams or was she

by cat   Apr 4, 2006


How sweet is she I think of all the time? She is here. Hear just in my mind. I think of how I laid my heart on the line for her and she tore it out and shredded it to get what she preferred. To my heart I tended the wounds that she had caused that will never heal.

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