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Jul 2015
She threw you under the bus
to get the confirmation of his glance
He changed your name to Bovary
to get a taste of false romance

Circulating the marble floor
You waited for his arrival
You never would have guessed
She'd be the most perfidious rival

His hands were in his pockets
As you reached to touch his skin
He was secretly composing
Untroubled by your grin

You were intoxicated by love
He was drunk on ***
You ignored the signs
Of who he would become

At the fields of concrete
He left without a word
You saw him walk through guarded doorways
Perplexed by what occurred

She swallowed your left overs
While you were drowning in distress
They made fun of your appearance
And your feelings they oppressed

All that you have left now
Is a notion of how it should feel
To be completely consumed by somebody
Instead of being the wistful third wheel

She's all he ever wanted
You're everything she's not
Your heart is his to ruin
And he will never stop

Remember if you meet somebody
Who is all you're dreaming of
That you're safe when you are lonely
You are weak when you're in love
When your man leaves you for your friend.
Elin Mellbergstedt
Written by
Elin Mellbergstedt  Sweden
(Sweden)   
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     ---, keaoss and Chris
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