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Jul 2011
I don't want to face the truth
Waking up is hard enough when
All I do is dream of you
Where did your heart wander off to?
How can you do this to me?
Slit my throat and left me dying

Too late
Can't play
Jury's verdict is guilty as charged
Wont Wait
Your Games
Are over and nobody won

Locked and buried deep within
The cemetery of my heart
Rose from the dead to tear me apart
All the promises you lied
Did you ever mean those words
Or were you trying to rip out my insides?

Too late
Can't play
Jury's verdict is guilty as charged
Won't wait
Your Games
Are over and nobody won.
Justine
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Justine  33/F/Pacific Northwest
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