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Aug 2015
****, there it goes again another whiplash
Of not another cold sore but, another that's heart bash
Another bloodshot eyes from crying at night
And another broken heart that lost at sight
But, maybe I just lost myself
That I give my heart to a thousand and never get an help
And maybe there's no other chance that there is hope
But, there is always the one that shows who they truly are
I cant keep on giving a thousand percent
When all I give back is nothing
That no matter where I turn
There's always another dead end
And everybody claims that I care too much.
Maybe I've just built a lot of bridges
Too many of them come through and they burn them down and they steady keep burning them down
And there I stand at the end and I rebuild them all
Because everybody claims I care too much.
There it goes again the rain came back and the lighting is striking
And so I pray to God telling him to forgive us
That we don't all know better,
And so the light came out and the rainbow formed
And maybe there's just a little hope that, maybe there's love.
But, like everything says I care too much.
Written by
Bridget Bethani Overton  Bowling Green, KY
(Bowling Green, KY)   
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