The Broken Hearted
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Última publicación mié, dic 30, 2015
I am not just another toy you can play with wen all your other toys are broken.
This is the problem with getting attached to someone. When they leave, you just feel lost.
Sometimes I wish I had never met you, so when I lay in bed at night I wouldn't have anything to be sad about.
My heart was taken by you, broken by you, and now it is in pieces because of you.
I will wait till the day I can forget YOU or the day you realize you can't forget Me.
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