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My pain cannot be hidden, All my words are tinged with red, not because I misspelled them, But because my pain cannot be hidden I trusted, I admired and I loved, but no, you didn't All you wanted was to make me bleed Just one knife hole would have been enough But no, only a million needle ****** would do for you You said I was beautiful inside My thoughts led me to believe it was my heart you were referring to But no, you were talking about my ****** How could I be so naive! With my eyes closed, I let you strip away the innocence of my youth All in hope that you would stay, But no, you had other plans You were on mission “use and discard” Yes, you succeeded Everyone told me that I could live without you, “We have all been there and back” they said But no, that was a fabrication, A common platitude… that doesn't work Well that was yesterday, before I saw you with that girl today, Your accomplice on mission; “break her down” But no, this time you didn't succeed Well it’s true that we are all like pebbles of sand, the wind can blow us away You are not an exception
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 5:12 PM UTC
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My pain cannot be hidden, All my words are tinged with red, not because I misspelled them, But because my pain cannot be hidden I trusted, I admired and I loved, but no, you didn't All you wanted was to make me bleed Just one knife hole would have been enough But no, only a million needle ****** would do for you You said I was beautiful inside My thoughts led me to believe it was my heart you were referring to But no, you were talking about my ****** How could I be so naive! With my eyes closed, I let you strip away the innocence of my youth All in hope that you would stay, But no, you had other plans You were on mission “use and discard” Yes, you succeeded Everyone told me that I could live without you, “We have all been there and back” they said But no, that was a fabrication, A common platitude… that doesn't work Well that was yesterday, before I saw you with that girl today, Your accomplice on mission; “break her down” But no, this time you didn't succeed Well it’s true that we are all like pebbles of sand, the wind can blow us away You are not an exception
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 5:12 PM UTC
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