April 21, 2010
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Love is a myth where you cry everyday where your heart never mends, only brakes more.

He says that he loves you and kisses you sweetly, but you know it's all just a lie.

He says that it's not but when he says good-bye for the last time. You know it was.

A friend comes, head hanging low, she tells you the news. You brake down and cry. She says it will be all right...

...but you know your heart was just torn into.

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uncle said...
Sept. 18, 2011 at 3:56 pm
I like you writing young lady don't every give up on any-thing
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