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4d
You saved me from my pain
by filling up my heart
with a love plastic and fake
that quickly fell apart

Our empire of love
was built upon a lie
But I love you still,
and that love will never die

You were my hero,
and I was your zero
You were my trophy,
and I was your prize

I wanted to keep you, always wanted to be near you
but I was an object inside of your eyes.
Your lies were crystal, in my rear mirror,
I was secret that you bled to hide

You were my lover, my one and only,
but I was a shadow in the shape of your lust.
I was so young, and I am naive
been too many years, yet I still stand to grieve

I always wear my heart on my sleeve
and you grab my wrist to prey on me;
I have no one to pray to
and although in this world I am free,
you are the one I'm a slave to
my childhood belief is that you'll set me free,
although you search for someone to save you

I've made you my hero for all of my life,
the legends lives on, and it will never die.

I've made you my hero for all of my life
what a dangerous thing to have made you.

I hope someone will save you
I have no one to pray to.
Aasiyah
Written by
Aasiyah  18/F/Philadelphia
(18/F/Philadelphia)   
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