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You said you'd always be there,

and now I'm left standing here.

I needed someone to mend a broken heart,

not someone who'd use me from the start.

I needed someone to pull my hand from the trigger,

instead I got someone who made the fire bigger.

It seemed so great like I had someone to save me,

but now its the same tears I always see.

I was supposed to be the one that bonded all our wounds.

Now I see I'm the only one in the pounds

of rubble,

and I'm the only one left in the middle of the trouble.

I told you I'd spill my heart for you,

now I see what was really true.

I stiched myself together from all the pieces,

without any help from those who help rip me to pieces.

How many people look at me with both faces,

and know this is our resting places.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 20, 2013 ⏰

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