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I Let You Have It

Erased from my mind to start over again, Living without the pen in my hand, I chose to use a pencil because..... I can easily erase all the hurt that you've caused, You treated me like I was your school project, And I will no longer give you the leverage to flaunt it, You had my heart and carried it around, With your briefcase under your arm in front of a crowd, I let you have it right under your nose, I gave my heart to you, it was nothing you stole, I allowed you to use me this whole time, Because I loved you enough to share my life,

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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