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Sep 2010
You want me I know...
But for what reasons...
They are secrets untold.
You take my hand and lead me to a place...
So warm and comforting...
I've never seen such beauty and grace...
And just as I was believing it was all true...
A cold wind started blowing...
Tearing straight through me.
What have I lost today?
I do not know.
Once I did...but now I have nothing to show.
I thought there was love
I thought there was peace...
It was all a lie...
You used me.
My soul is bruised...
My heart sprayed in pieces on the floor...
But we both know that the moment you come for me...
I am yours.
I love you...
I hate you...
I need you to be real...
I need you to understand me...
Love me...
Make me real.
Written by
Stacey Ann
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