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Jul 01, 2010
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I'm broken
I wasn't watching
the track
My eyes were
unseeing as I
thought of you
You'd had my
heart at hello
But, I'd never
tell you that
Your laugh, your smile,
your everything
just drove me crazy
My love for you
was so deep
that it felt like
fire burning
in my veins
It brought me
to my knees
Your betrayal
twisted a dagger
in my chest
until I was
choking on my
own blood
You'd taken everything
when you'd left
my heart, my soul
all gone
with you, when you
walked out the door
with your bimbo
attached to your hand
The hand that used
to gently rub my back
and caress my cheek
Unknowingly I stomped
on the gas
I hit the corner on the track
way to fast
everthing flashed before
my eyes and I realized
you weren't worth my death
I hit the brake
and I spun like hell
My beautiful car
swerved into the wall
slamming me to
a halt
I see you laugh
as I'm pulled from
my car
and I don't care
I win
'cause after all
my cuts and bruises
can be mended
Your going to have
that disease for a while
You know the one
the bimbo gave you
Oops I forgot
that was a secret
the track
My eyes were
unseeing as I
thought of you
You'd had my
heart at hello
But, I'd never
tell you that
Your laugh, your smile,
your everything
just drove me crazy
My love for you
was so deep
that it felt like
fire burning
in my veins
It brought me
to my knees
Your betrayal
twisted a dagger
in my chest
until I was
choking on my
own blood
You'd taken everything
when you'd left
my heart, my soul
all gone
with you, when you
walked out the door
with your bimbo
attached to your hand
The hand that used
to gently rub my back
and caress my cheek
Unknowingly I stomped
on the gas
I hit the corner on the track
way to fast
everthing flashed before
my eyes and I realized
you weren't worth my death
I hit the brake
and I spun like hell
My beautiful car
swerved into the wall
slamming me to
a halt
I see you laugh
as I'm pulled from
my car
and I don't care
I win
'cause after all
my cuts and bruises
can be mended
Your going to have
that disease for a while
You know the one
the bimbo gave you
Oops I forgot
that was a secret
— Alice Ember, Jul 01, 2010
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Critiques
judyanne
15 years 11 months ago
i like the twist at the end
Beauregard
15 years 11 months ago
Trying something different today
Alice Ember
15 years 11 months ago
Thanks