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May 2012
You brought the roses, you brought the lights.
You couldn't help but shine in the moonlight.
A cute green dress, with those boots I love.
But somehow the wine was poison.
I thought the smile was only to ease your pain.
Then I saw your lips and they started moving.

You love me and you hate me.
Your tired of this invisible heartbreak.
Unfamiliar lies and a a bad taste.
It seems a thread in your broken heart came loose.
And I was in the way.
How was I supposed to know our love was never meant to be saved?

Your crooked heart was foreign speaking.
You walked up to me, grabbed my chest to speak but I stopped you.
I kinda new what was coming.
It wasn't hiding it wasn't that hard to see.

You love me and you hate me.
Your tired of this invisible heartbreak.
Unfamiliar lies and a a bad taste.
It seems a thread in your broken heart came loose.
And I was in the way.
How was I supposed to know our love was never meant to be saved?
Written by
Troy Urbalejo
573
   Simpleton
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