You ripped out my heart and stomped it in the ground never stopping to think how i might feel I thought you cared but you were like all the others live for yourself hurt whoever you can and don't ever think twice about it how could you be the same as all the others you are so sweet and nice and kind you can't be the same it just isn't right I thought you cared, I thought my life had changed how wrong I was I would soon find out I gave you my heart on a silver platter you threw it on the ground after playing with it for a while but it's ok now because I can take it it's been done to me many times before but all those people were trash and I thought you were better so I guess it will hurt a little more this time so please go find your next victim to torture and leave me to cry in peaceBirth sign: Not entered
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