No Damage Done Really Apart From Hurt Feelings
No hard feeling's
No real lasting damage done
No one left bleeding after all
Is there
Maybe on the inside
But that is easy to disguise
And keep well hidden from prying eye's
Trying to catch a glimpse of what
truly lie's beneath
That cold hard exterior and mask behind
which you choose to hide
The seldom last since seen in person
actual real you
The one you where beforehand you threw yourself all in god willing for reasons only
you alone will know and be enabled to
answer
So like you said no hard feeling's
No real lasting damage done
Apart from a bleeding heart
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