You have no clue
What you put me Thru
Thats Right, Its becus of You..
You tare Apart
My wounded heart
Without a Thought
And you Have me Caught
In your Tangled web
Yet Nothings Said
About You and what you do
I hate everything That has to do with you
And Your and I's love
Becus Its like a Broken Wing off a Dove
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