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You told me you loved me. You told me once, Twice, A thousand times. You told me softly, With sweaty hands, And eager lips. You told me loudly, For the world to hear. You told me truthfully, With tears down your cheeks, And sadness in your eyes. You told me to comfort me, When there was sadness in mine. You told me fervently, With madness in your step. Perfectly, In the snow, with winter on your breath. You told me until your lips grew chapped, And your throat was raw. You told me as many times as you could, In every opportunity you saw. You told me you were leaving. You told me once, Twice, A thousand times. You told me softly, With your body shaking, And your lips trembling. You told me loudly, Unforgivingly, And doubtful. You told me truthfully, With tears pooling in your eyes, When your hands just couldn't find mine. You told me to comfort me, That you'd come back in time. You told me carefully, With tenderness. Imperfectly, With dying love in your caress. You told me until you couldn't breathe, Until I started screaming. You can't leave me, you can't leave me. But you left me anyway, in the snow and bleeding. Your words were made to break me.
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Aug 5, 2013
Aug 5, 2013 at 3:43 AM UTC
You Told Me
You told me you loved me. You told me once, Twice, A thousand times. You told me softly, With sweaty hands, And eager lips. You told me loudly, For the world to hear. You told me truthfully, With tears down your cheeks, And sadness in your eyes. You told me to comfort me, When there was sadness in mine. You told me fervently, With madness in your step. Perfectly, In the snow, with winter on your breath. You told me until your lips grew chapped, And your throat was raw. You told me as many times as you could, In every opportunity you saw. You told me you were leaving. You told me once, Twice, A thousand times. You told me softly, With your body shaking, And your lips trembling. You told me loudly, Unforgivingly, And doubtful. You told me truthfully, With tears pooling in your eyes, When your hands just couldn't find mine. You told me to comfort me, That you'd come back in time. You told me carefully, With tenderness. Imperfectly, With dying love in your caress. You told me until you couldn't breathe, Until I started screaming. You can't leave me, you can't leave me. But you left me anyway, in the snow and bleeding. Your words were made to break me.
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andrea-hundt
Canadian
Aug 5, 2013
Aug 5, 2013 at 3:43 AM UTC
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