The world was in slow motion Until he broke through it And gave me the gift of pain A faux pas and clique A broken heart And once again my cheeks were streaked With the salty tears that had been dried up For too long Pain Saddness Anger Were resurrected Inside of me And now pain brought the spark That started the fire Pain never felt so good.Birth sign: Gemini
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