Broken

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By 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.

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September 17, 2012 05:54!!! A DOUBLE EDGED SWORD !!!

so true there are to many who think this way