Pretty Flower

Pretty Flower

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Your Love

I believed in you
I told myself you would be true

You became my light, my love, my life
So how could you take our love and sacrifice

Break a promise
Throw away
Every memory
Of everyday

I thought you said I was the one
So why did you go?
Pick up and run?

Are you afraid?
Are you scared?

Of your monster,
teeth large and bared

So from the start I wish I'd known
Your love would run and hide and leave me on my own

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