My heart has broken,
You’ve made the creases,
You’re the main cause,
Pick up the pieces,
I wanted to be in love,
But I was so blind to see,
Glimpses and indications,
Of your poisonous trickery,
So now I’m here,
With my heart on the floor,
As I watch all hopes of love,
Walk out that door,
I rush for my knife,
Hidden in the drawer,
I make the first cut,
Dreaming forever more. |
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