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This Ends Now

Contributed by brokenheartsbleed on Saturday, 31st December 2005 @ 11:44:38 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



If only you could see what you’re doing to me
You think this is a game but my heart is at stake
Feelings mean nothing to you
You’re playing me like a violin
But I come back for more and follow you blindly
As you sit back and laugh at night as I sit in the dark
And everyday you go on like nothing has happened
But I am scarred for life
Every moment every thought everything I’ve done for you
Has come from my heart and out of goodwill
But you take it for granted and just keep taking
And the sad thing is I thought we were perfect
But I guess I was wrong because even perfect is a flaw in itself
I’m not weak I just care too much
And this ends now




Copyright © brokenheartsbleed ... [ 2005-12-31 23:44:38]
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Re: This Ends Now (User Rating: 1 )
by dc on Sunday, 1st January 2006 @ 02:26:04 AM AEST
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Be strong and get past it!
Good write-


Re: This Ends Now (User Rating: 1 )
by ShadowFox on Monday, 20th February 2006 @ 02:37:04 AM AEST
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I've been through this before and it's painful, especially when you trusted the person so much. Good writing.


Re: This Ends Now (User Rating: 1 )
by sorrowsofabrokenheart on Monday, 19th June 2006 @ 11:50:45 PM AEST
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Hey we have all been there we have all tried to pick up the pieces of a broken of heart and force them back into a shape that resembles a heart and pretend it was perfect. but perfect is not a flaw it doesnt exist not in the meaning most use it in. if you dont understand then think of perfect in a not so perfect way... Confusing!!!




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