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Sep 2016
The passion in your eyes
The subtle way you make me smile
The warmth of your embrace
The way you make my heart race
I truly believed that you were mine
Then I say you getting friendly with her
And it hurts

I imagined her, clinging to you
Your hands Tracing her slender frame
Vows of romance silently spoken
My heart broke, and those shards were broken
I watched from a distance
Time stood still, my mind race
Couldn't bare to look at your face
I cursed the thought out of my head
And tried to forget the void it fed
But it hurts

You look into my eyes, you see my smile
Yet you are blind to my pain
For my soul cries and my mind ache
Everything I believed in is at stake
But I couldn't bring myself to say anything to you
For it hurts

The irony, for you, the bringer of my sorrow
Never saw my pain, and it hurts
More than a thousand blades thrusted into an open wound
Yet still, you never heard the screams of my soul
And that, that hurts.


                      *La Vida Love
Soeka laborde
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Soeka laborde  23/F/St. Vincent and the grena
(23/F/St. Vincent and the grena)   
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