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by amber Dec 12, 2006 category : Love, romance / love is
He learned the truth about her A secret she kept hid That night she shared her memories When she was just a kid She hid her pain so well he thought You would never have known But things like this happened to her And she was truly alone She sat beside him in tears "Im missing something from me I'm not the perfect girl i once was It was taken from me." She told him of that one night When he stormed onto her bed He stole something he knew she'd need And drilled it in her head "I wanted to give it to you But the memories too strong, I think that everything i do Is classified as wrong, I'm not perfect and i'm not innocent That i cannot help All i know is that i love you And i'm giving what i have left." by: amber note to reader: not a true poem