Everytime you speak it rips her to pieces |
Sometimes giving someone a shove |
World has turned to black |
Intiendo vida en tres palabras. |
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You can never make everyone happy |
And it breaks her to pieces |
No, we haven't spoken yet. But we have had many conversations. && Eyes speak volumes |
You cannot change the path upon which you walk. But you can change how you walk it, and who you walk it with. Come with me, dear, and we shall travel this road together. |
Every word you spoke, was false. Every dream you started wisped away. And what do I have to show for it? A broken self, who cries into the night because she still wants you. No matter the hurt you put her through she still wants you. And she always will. |