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You Told Me

You told me once we would always be friends, again I find that your words are the thorns on the rose brush which cause me pain and make me bleed. It's so nice to know I am moving on without you. I told you what I thought you got mad so I guess the truth hurts but someone had to bring you down off your high horse. Your a man who play women like cards in a poker game, all you care about is the fact you win every time. With me you thought you had won but you didn't I let you think you did. I am so glad I moved on losing sleep over you was a waste of time I see that now you taught me just because he smiles pretty, his words are kind ,does not mean he is the right one for you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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