"I can't play the fool, and every month's been April,
If you think I'm selfish,
give back all the love I gave you,
Don't you play the victim,
and turn your tables onto me,
You can't play the victim,
Take your records off repeat, off repeat.
Cause the melodies ain't so sweet, and you're here but you're not with me,
Love we make is far beyond the galaxies,
far beyond the galaxies
I want you, it's insanity
I know that in reality,
we ain't meant to be..."
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Broken Wings - Poetry {COMPLETED}
Poetry200 Poetic Tragedies ... A collection of poetic chaos, written on love, loss, lust and longing. This is a safe haven for the broken - For those with Broken Wings. _____________________________ "In a world full of heartbreak, sadness is all I've eve...
