Broken, by miranda castro Subscribe to rss feed for miranda castro

 

 Hurt runs through me like a fast moving river

 Why did you have to turn your back onme like everyone else
 
 You told me you wouldn't be like them that you were
different but you weren't.

 You took my heart and grasped it as if it was fragile then
you dropped it and broke it into millions' of little
pieces.

 Was I just a game you played to entertain yourself, or was
I a bet that you made with your friends.

 I guess it doesn't matter now does it, you did your deed
and left me behind. 
Posted: 2012-07-28 05:04:15 UTC

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2012-09-17 05:54:33!!! A DOUBLE EDGED SWORD !!!
so true there are to many who think this way