Your Fault

June 20, 2009
By HLS21 GOLD, Scenery Hill, Pennsylvania
HLS21 GOLD, Scenery Hill, Pennsylvania
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The tears sliding down my face burn like summer lighting,
I take swift painful breaths of air
but it's your turn,
Your turn to feel these things i can't bear.

I'm hurting inside
He still shows no love.
I gave him my heart, but he just
tossed
it aside.
Won't someone save me from above?


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