September 28, 2012
I drive one hundred mile
Just to find you
You broke my heart in two pieces
Now I can’t live with a broken heart
That you would not fix
Red rose in my hand
But with a broken heart
I don’t have love
My heart is bloody
Ever-time I see two prisons together
I think of my broken heart
And asked ‘’why’’
But it’s just it
That love don’t go far
We close our eyes
The only think we see is love
But we can’t make it work
Between us
We fell in love
But don’t know the true meaning

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