Mending Heart
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Everyday dealing with you is like dealing with greif,How did our marriage amount to this?One thing I can say is that you got way to comfortable.If you thought I was a hoe, why you pick me in the first place?If you thought I was inconsistent why di
They tell me you love me
They tell me you want me
That you'd even die for me
So that I'd believe
You wisper sweet love to me
Knowing it'll set me free
But in my dispare
Do you really care?
or those damn, bitter lies.
I don't need your fake love,
or my damn, tearful cries.
I'm tired of those sleepless nights,
your constant lowly sighs,
I will never ever find your love,
No, not in your eyes.
