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crystal tucker Dec 2014
A love to call my own? too far away ? Not far from home?
wheres this home u said ud show me the way if id stay just one more dAY. Im right here no one sees. just a glass on your shelf with cracks to my core. i will not lie, they are still sore. once broken smashed into, kneew no better i felt the pain so yhe same id do.
one laughs while another cries. black then blue if u cared i never knew.
Nothings perfect and not everythings true. i found most everything is cold and still im glued.
yet im used to the winter. hail, sleet and rain so when the sun comes out im still dancing through pain.
always judged yet not me anymore, im no princess bride just a servant girl,***** knees face to the floor.
to learn to rise a little at a time,with my head bent down i never feel the sun never feel its pride
Learning to smile through dried cracked tears, a scared little girl? Or just a woman with fears?
timarakinchion Jun 2013
Me,it was me,&&tha;; for other people was easy to see..because,
they kneew that you were in love with me.i saw it,i saw it clearly,but
NOW,my vision is a little blurry, It was me,i had you at the very beginning,
Back THEN,...it was easy,..i loved you..because well..i knew you loved me...
yeah you were my everything..!!
crystal tucker Dec 2014
A love to call my own? too far away ? Not far from home?
wheres this home u said ud show me the way if id stay just one more dAY. Im right here no one sees. just a glass on your shelf with cracks to my core. i will not lie, they are still sore. once broken smashed into, kneew no better i felt the pain so the same id do.
one laughs while another cries. black then blue if u cared i never knew.
Nothings perfect and not everythings true. i found most everything is cold and still im glued.
yet im used to the winter. hail, sleet and rain so when the sun comes out im still dancing through pain.
always judged yet not me anymore, im no princess bride just a servant girl,***** knees face to the floor.
to learn to rise a little at a time,with my head bent down i never feel the sun never feel its pride
Learning to smile through dried cracked tears, a scared little girl? Or just a woman with fears?

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