Pain Is Love 32588
Untrue - Poem by Pain Is Love 32588
What is the use of a dream with no meaning?
What reason do we have to believe in an empty promise?
There was a time when I believed every you said.
In my eyes there was nothing wrong with anything you every did.
I guess its true that love will make you do things you wouldn't do.
But love is not one way it was ment for two.
I gave up my world and my dreams for you, eventhough you didn't ask me to.
I thought we were in love and that was the same thing you would do.
But It was my fault for being so dumb.
You played with my heart I hope you had fun.
But there are no hard feelings.
I'm not glad but its a good things its over.
You tought me to be a soldier, and not to be so quick to hand my heart over.
You said you would never hurt me..... I believed you....
I guess thats another one of those things that were 'UNTRUE
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