Love has a Cure

March 21, 2012
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As life goes on the memory fades,
the thought of you cuts me like ancient blades,
you're a heart breaker,
you're a perfect traitor
my heart was yours then,
but now it's later,
I have a hole in my chest
as big as a crater,
I am lost and you don't care,
this isn't fair,
you moved on
and I am stuck here,
I wish love had a cure

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