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ripped from my chest
Contributed by
lovesacrime
on
Wednesday, 20th January 2010 @ 04:29:26 PM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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What do you do when all your p”s come out as Q’s
When you seem to win but you know you’ll lose
When you flip a coin it’s never tails
When you want to walk in freezing hail
Maybe the cold will numb the pain
Or atleast hide the tears that fall like rain
What do you do when your all dried up
Not another tear could leave your cup
Inside theirs a storm it wont come out
Have I not been good, have I not been devout
Im not calling second chance
Im screaming will you listen perchance
I doubt it you always look away
I can’t stop these feelings no not today
And I’m sorry if my thinking is wrong
Nut I cant help it I guess I’m not strong
And the yelling left ringing in my ears
Nothing can douse the pain no not even tears
Why do I always seem to come in last
Just like Pluto or an hourglass
Not 60 minutes it will take years
And sometimes time refuses to heal
And if that’s me, well it probably is
Like a tiny dancer forced out of showbiz
Like a melting scoop falls from the cone
So am I but im left all alone
But some times its nice to be by yourself
To sit back a punishment for being put on a shelf?
And this may not mean anything to you
but down to every letter these words are true
and im stubborn stupid just like a tree
only to crack and lose all its leaves
not like the grass it can bend
but no I can’t not even pretend
so now tempest past can I see whats left
all but my heart it was ripped from my chest
you know I have one regret
that I gave it all I have nothing left
every “I love you” was so sincere
so pass on its all gone its not here
you took it all left me on the street
guess I was a toy guess I was love’s treat
to trick or treat it’s all the same
but im done for me it wasn’t a game
and I have one flaw one fatal touch
I love it all I give too much
So if ever you want to return
Keep it all let it burn
Cause if it hurts this bad every time
I don’t want it back you can have the bride
Cause I cant make lemonade with just limes
So leave me here a companion with time
They say time can help you forget
Well my memory is of an elephant
Cause the wounds yes they’re still fresh
And my hearts still missing from my chest
How can I move on when there’s nothing left
Nowhere to be safe not a cling or a cleft
So like an eagle I prefer to be alone
Cursed never to nest never to let go
So let me fly never to tame
Cause if love is glory ill go down in fame
Cause its hard to bleed out of what’s left
When your heart has been ripped from your chest.
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2010-01-20 16:29:26]
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Re: ripped from my chest
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by longhaircg on
Thursday, 21st January 2010 @ 06:36:13 AM AEST
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well written expressed deep emotion, I know this all to well
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