I'M Not Wicked, I'M Just Hurt .!
So, i went out and bursted his tyres.
Broke his windows out the car
Threw out all his cloths
As the memories of him with another lady flashed quickly
And i wept passionately ...
Remembering the "so called" good times.
The promises he made to me
And i said " i curse the day i met you"
Brought out all the gift he bought me
As i burnt them all out
Picked up my photo album,
And i tore our pictures as i wept continiously
saying " you betrayed me, you hurt my feelings"
Will i ever love again?
I loved you with no blemish
How could you do this to me?
YOU CALLOUS CRUEL LOVER !
All i did won't mend my broken heart but,
It's to let you know how hurt i am...
I'm sure you understand that...
I'M NOT WICKED, I'M JUST HURT !!!
Copyright © Dharmy Della | Year Posted 2009
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