why does this happen

August 5, 2008
Keep swimming from the tangles of my heart, I wait for my heart to drop and fall part, For you to land on your back, Sweep up the pieces of my broken heart, Throw me in the trash for my heartache I blame both you and myself, Through all this you pretended everything was okay. You packed your bags and walked away. I let my guard for that I am ashamed, Things may have been better if I would have just looked the other way, but I always fall and always falter, I'll always carry whats been broken with me as long as I live.

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