2002-02-08


I wonder what this means
Maybe it's a sign
I've loved someone too deep
I treated them too fine


They deserve much less
Then what I have gave
Now I'm hurt inside
Feeling like a slave


My chest feels empty
Tears running dry
I just sit in my room
Wishing I could die


Little peices of papers
Scattered on my floor
I am never to know
Who my love is for


You keep on bringing
Flowers of pain
Sweet chocolate candies
Giving me kisses of shame


All the world
Could not make up for
The damage you have done
I feel so used and sore


Then I see you
Holding another girls hand
After you shattered my heart
You hold hers in your hand


Expecting me to stand back
So you can do the same
Well she's my best friend
I hope she don't play your game


We all make mistakes
Of how and who we trust
There was no love here
There was only lust.


Crystal

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