Emo Break Up Thing

To many Times Its been over
And tomany times Its Changed 
Only twice I have strayed 
The third was Only a Mistake	
Now i cut my wrists to fRee 
tHe Pain anD Let it BleeEd away.
i haVe decIted todaY iS It 
The lasT dAy i Will lIve 
mY touch is aLL bUt 
fAdding my viSion alMost goNe 
bUT deeP Inside My bODy 
i sTill fEel your tOUch Your 
eyEs aRe as Brite aS EveR
aNd i cAn onlY wIsh foR 
All oF thAt to be BAck 
i RemEMber how haPPy i was 
buT thEn i HAd to MeSs iT all UP
i dINt stOP lOving You 
Not foR Real.
You werE aLLways 
sO pErfect sO geNTle aNd
mINE.
yOu Were My SeCret tREaSURE 
My BLooD Red rUby
bUt nOw you'Ve fOUnd
sOme One elSe anD i caNNot 
cOntinue To be i haTe mySelf 
For BeINg the Way I
Had bEEn.
i hAd hopEs for yOu, I
eVen got a Ring.
bUt nOw I sEe You fORgot Or 
mAby yOu juSt gOt tired Of
Trying tO mAke iT woRk
wEll I guSS tHat SO HAVE I.
wEre dOne AnD OvEr nOw this IS 100%
i WONT be Writing again
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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