by Unknown
Jan 2011 328 Views 0 comments
Bruised..
You carved your name on to my heart
then cry out that its a part of moving on
and to restart your bruised fame ,
Dull edged knife to my throat that you
claim is a part of rounding up your
emotions for a cull ,
Last night you hit me down to the ground
now im bloody and confused while you
scream at me about the men in your past..
then cry out that its a part of moving on
and to restart your bruised fame ,
Dull edged knife to my throat that you
claim is a part of rounding up your
emotions for a cull ,
Last night you hit me down to the ground
now im bloody and confused while you
scream at me about the men in your past..
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Posted: Jan 2011
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