You came upon me sweet as a rose honey dripping to your toes. Your words and lies of love, touched me to the core. You can not see me now I can't let you through the door. My heart lays shattered broken beyone repair. Oh if only I could overcome this snare. A love too hurtful too unjust And all you can do is sit there and stare..........
Reason for writing:
suffering from a broken heart....
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