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I gave my trust to a thief. She stole my heart, then called it love. Made the mistake of believing her. Found myself needing her Never be leaving her. Wanted and feining, her Potion working kneading me hard My purpose meant for her But like a mother's love is mother's nature Time reveals all And the truth is no stranger. The past becomes the present of previous mistakes. What made our world's quake Karma turns in strange ways But hardly makes mistakes Painting the wrong picture So if a heart gets broken it wasn't by Mrs.Take
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Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 12:09 AM UTC
Theft
I gave my trust to a thief. She stole my heart, then called it love. Made the mistake of believing her. Found myself needing her Never be leaving her. Wanted and feining, her Potion working kneading me hard My purpose meant for her But like a mother's love is mother's nature Time reveals all And the truth is no stranger. The past becomes the present of previous mistakes. What made our world's quake Karma turns in strange ways But hardly makes mistakes Painting the wrong picture So if a heart gets broken it wasn't by Mrs.Take
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Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 12:09 AM UTC
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