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With the touch of your hand you made her smile.
the scent of your skin after you wake comforted her..
your smile melted her cold heart...
and the sound of your vioce made it jump....
as you told her of great things to come.....
weaving the patchs in her heart closing the holes in her heart..
as you sat ther welding the melt to the bottom of her heart that had fallen off...
with loving words you wiped away the last of the blue eyed girls heart felt tears....
After such fun that you gave to her..
you throw her aside like a lifeless doll..
coving her with shadows once more...
tearing her heart to pieces again...
you say people use you like a toy or tool...
oveously they didnt..
for if they had you might not done the same to your blue eyed girl...
and just maybe you might have cared more for her...
leaving her on the floor in the cold shadow with only a memorey of what you and her did together.....
and even then..
she still stood by you...
still giving unconditional love and care for you...
as you lay in other beds with other girls...she wonders what she might have done wrong.....
hmmmm?
do you still think your the toy or a tool..?
hmmmm?
 NoMe · Tue Dec 13, 2005 @ 05:32pm · 3 Comments |
