Pain's FallinAngel

Rookie (4/4/97 / PA)

Crushed?


They say,
the first love is the sweetest
And the first cut is the deepest
I guess the first part could be true
but i feel numb to it cause you
hurt me along the way
you helped pull me away from you
you left and now your with,
my so called “friend”
you keep apologizing like i'm crushed
I laugh becouse you dont know
you saved yourself that it's over chat
i could finally not worry about making you mad
and thinking when is he gonna dump me
little do you know not just us ended
so did our friendship
thank you for helping me relize that, I was stupid for waiting around and try to fix the unfixible
well you wanted to be a pimp now you can
and you helped me relize how important i am and my friends and family,
“you're sorry”
o yea couse im so crushed :) ♪ ♪

Submitted: Saturday, September 25, 2010
Edited: Monday, September 27, 2010

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