Strange Love

March 7, 2008
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The same trust that once existed is now
In the past… and they say that one who
Dwells on the past dies faster and gets
More acne, neither or is one that I no
Longer wish to bear. I’m sick of the
Games, broken promises, and the constant
Nag of wants and needs. The tears shed
For you, the things given up has been
All I can give and yet
All of it seems to less for you. I
Hate the fact that you had the
Pleasure of having someone else,
Confessing your love out to them
And having them give you everything I did.
And once you were finished with her,
You saw me as nothing, nothing but a stranger,
And yet you say that you love me…
When we broke up, the phrase of me
Loosing something magical is a lie,
Because you cant loose something you
You never had. Because lets face it darling,
You can't love a stranger.





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