It Hurts Poem by jazzmen hankins
It Hurts
It hurts,
the pain is like flames,
my heart is on fire,
I look at you know as a liar.
The stuff we went threw was all lies,
the old and the new,
I should have known from the start,
that you were able to play with my heart.
You played with it like a game,
your feelings never grew,
they mantained the same.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
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5/2/2024 8:20:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
it's hard when you find out the person you THOUGHT you knew never truly existed. how hard it is to get over and to know want to punish them in some form. so sad and heartwrenching.