Cure

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I've got broken heart disease.
This thing is killing me.
Sometimes, it hurts to breathe.
Feels like somethings,
controlling me.
Falling to the floor in tears.
Everyday things,
I start to fear.
When holding me tight,
your promises were all lies.
Forever meant never,
as I gazed into your eyes.





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wowow said...
Nov. 20, 2008 at 10:49 am
Wow! itz a really tutching paem! i loves it!
 
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