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this is The Way I Loved You through your Blackout (Acoustic) as My Paper Heart, This Broken Heart, has been Since I've Been Loving You, Tim McGraw. Being Your Walls has shown me I need to Wake Up. like The Man Who Can't Be Moved, I've realized this isn't love, No It Isn't. I was Love Drunk, I've been through The Suffering, and I always thought I'd be there When Your Heart Stops Beating. you are Cute Without The "E", something deep inside of me, because I will Always Love you. I am consoled to know that I am Irreplaceable. Goodbye ****** Whatsername, does it matter? you're a Flake 155. you'll be in Somebody Else's Arms even though you said you were Just Friends, but I know you're thinking of me, because  I always gave you the Best of Me. I am Everything You Want and now that I'm gone, I hope that Gives You Hell. in you I've seen all The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows, even your Halo, but you Should've Said No. Forget December, I want it no more. I want it to be Like We Used To. I was so Naive, dealing with you. it felt like I spent A Decade Under The Influence, as things came Crashing down onto the Wet Sand. so help me understand, comprehend, Tell Me Why? my Konstantine.
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Nov 18, 2010
Nov 18, 2010 at 9:55 PM UTC
The Music You Broke Me To
this is The Way I Loved You through your Blackout (Acoustic) as My Paper Heart, This Broken Heart, has been Since I've Been Loving You, Tim McGraw. Being Your Walls has shown me I need to Wake Up. like The Man Who Can't Be Moved, I've realized this isn't love, No It Isn't. I was Love Drunk, I've been through The Suffering, and I always thought I'd be there When Your Heart Stops Beating. you are Cute Without The "E", something deep inside of me, because I will Always Love you. I am consoled to know that I am Irreplaceable. Goodbye ****** Whatsername, does it matter? you're a Flake 155. you'll be in Somebody Else's Arms even though you said you were Just Friends, but I know you're thinking of me, because  I always gave you the Best of Me. I am Everything You Want and now that I'm gone, I hope that Gives You Hell. in you I've seen all The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows, even your Halo, but you Should've Said No. Forget December, I want it no more. I want it to be Like We Used To. I was so Naive, dealing with you. it felt like I spent A Decade Under The Influence, as things came Crashing down onto the Wet Sand. so help me understand, comprehend, Tell Me Why? my Konstantine.
The brain-child from a play list turned poem
jack-turner
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Nov 18, 2010
Nov 18, 2010 at 9:55 PM UTC
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