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Sharks

Rules are made to be broken
And maybe so are hearts
You would never fall in love if it wasn’t for Cupid and his dumb darts
There aren't as many fish in the sea as you think, there are mostly sharks
They don't hunt off the scent of blood, they hunt off the scent of love
You can be as dirty as a rat or as pure as a dove

Either way you’re still going be scared
Feeling that it cost you an arm and a leg
Part of you wants them back, because of things they said
But you shouldn’t take them back even if they beg
Since they did it before they will do it some more
They just won't leave until you’re left without a core

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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