THERE WAS A BOY WHO BROKE ME I KNOW ITS A CLASSIC TALE//A GIRL GETS LURED INTO A TRAP THEN JUMPS IN FRONT OF THE RAILS//SIT DOWN KIDS. ITS STORY TIME ; OF A GIRL THAT HAUNTS THESE WALLS//SITTING DOWN I HEAR HER. SCREAMING OUT YOUR CALL//WITH OR WITHOUT YOU ITS TOO BAD BECAUSE NOW SHE IS BROKEN BEYOND REPAIR// REPEATING MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL, WHEN WILL OUR LOVE STILL BE FAIR//RIPPING DOWN THE CHAR ATTEMPTS OF YOUR RETURN//CATCHING FIRE TO THE RAIN TO SET YOUR MIND TO BURN//LOSING HER SELF ALONG WITH EVERYTHING TO LIVE FOR//"ALL IS FAIR" BUT NOT FAIR IN LOVE. LOVE IS A BATTLE. WAR//WE ARE ALL DAMSELS NO ONE HERE TO SAVE US. SO WE'LL KEEP IN TOUCH WITH OUR WAYS TO HELL//LOSING THIS BATTLE, SHES BREAKING DOWN. WITH HER DIGNITY LEFT TO SELL//DRAWING LINES AS THE PENALTY FOR FALLING FOR THE PLAYERS WORDS//KEPT UN LOVED AND SILENT SO THAT SHE IS LEFT UNHEARD//I LOST THE PLAYERS GAME TRYING TO HOLD ON TO WHAT I THOUGHT WAS REAL// LETTING GO THE DAYS WHEN I HAD DOUBTS LIKE IT WAS NO BIG DEAL//NOW IM CONTAINED IN THIS CASTLE LOCKED ON THE EDGE OF SADNESS AND GLORY//YOU WOULD THINK THIS WOULD BE OVER NOW. BUT THERE IS NO HAPPY ENDINGS IN THE PLAYERS LOVE STORY.
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PoetryThis is where i escape. This is where i spend my days, in between thoughts about suicide and what else I would do to be held in your arms.
