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Sep 2010
I was your ****,
Your angel,
Your novelty gift,
Your diamond,
Your everything.
It wasn’t enough
You needed more.

I gave you my heart, gave you my all
It still wasn’t enough
It was never enough.
You still took my heart
Kept it near you, loving that you had it.
It still wasn’t enough.
You still needed more.

I gave you my trust,
Let my walls crumble,
You saw the real me,
Saw the scared little girl.
I loved you.
You took everything I had;
Left me bleeding.

You got bored, I guess
Bored of me,
You ripped my heart in two,
Threw half back in my face
And stood on the other half.
You burnt it,
    You battered it,
       You broke it.

I was left with nothing,
Less than I thought.
You’d taken everything;
My hope,
                My heart,
My dreams,
                My dignity,
My everything.

You can keep it all.
My claim to fame?
Is that maybe for a while,
A day,
          An hour,
                        A minute at least,
You cared about me too.
(:
Written by
Erika Miller
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     Glasgow Girl G1, Molly O and D Conors
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