True to me, by Gabrielle
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It hurts so much inside
Red blood tearing through me
Because he cant see
Because he wont see
Tears roll down
Filled with emptyness
Sorrow mournful grief
A love that once was
A fire filled blaze lighting the darkness
Now lies an empty vessel
Well run dry
So scrambling words
Look for traces of life upon
The wreckage of our fire burnt love
Finding nothing
No syrupy wordS to soothe over my empty space
A heart longing for loves tender kisses
Sweet blossom flowers of romance
Now lost
Now forgotten
Completely hidden under this mournful grief
I call love
This is not love
This cannot be
For my love was always true to me
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Posted: 2009-05-01 19:13:53 UTC |
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