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The pain reflects in her eyes
He sadly says, "Hon, I'm sorry but I've got to go."
She screams in pain
She cried all night.
But now she can safely say,
I'll never make that mistake again.
I'll never have to say my heart is broken,
And that I think I'm gonna die.
Love, true love, is painful
It hurts so bad
When you Have to say goodbye....
Love, true love, is painful
When the man you love breaks your heart.
I hope that you don't make my mistake
The men in this world cannot be trusted
I hope the man you truly love never says goodbye.
Cause I know,
Love, true love, is painful
It hurts so bad when you have to say goodbye
True love is painful
Never say Goodbye
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My life was difficult,
Even from the start,
My mom had me and Russell,
And started at 16.
She married my father,
After she had me.
He was gone,
I was three.
So I lived with my mom and Russell til' four
When a man named Scott came knocking at our door.
Seven, and three years later
And still together
Him, mom,Russell, me
At seven came Ryan,
Mom twenty four,
At the age of nine came Connor Payne.
Robbie was there, Russell's father,
Now Scott just a stupid memory
Of a time when I had more
So I turned twelve and two dads were there,
But, where was mine?
I went around and pretended I was fine,
But I always cryed on the inside.
So the life of this girl rarely happy but always sad,
Until Sky comes and our troubles abound no more
The life of this girl has turned around
From the worse to the better
The life of this girl of twelve,
Thirteen in four months
Is hard and filled with work
But thats okay,
I'm fine anyway,
And I know that through the struggles,
We will help each other.
And besides with brother number four on the way,
I got to be happy and close the door,
Cut off the stem of my unhappy life
And live for harry potter, poetry, church and my family
So I guess this story of emotional rags to riches is fine
But noone will ever experience a life like mine.
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The kind of man I want,
Will love me to the death.
He'll be the first to say I'm sorry,
Even though it's all my fault.
Notice my problems at first glance,
Care about me because I'm nice,
Not beautiful.
Run to me when I'm sad,
Care that he's my man and I'm his wife.
Laugh at his mistakes,
And our stupid fights.
Be willing to tough out the problems of life with me by his side,
March off to war just to make me happy.
Lasso the monn to make me laugh.
Love me true and blue,
Thats the kind of man I want.
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As all my hope flys away
On the delicate wings of a butterfly.
I think about my oppertunities
my life
I think of all the boys I liked,
the boys I like.
Think how depressing
This thing is they call life.
Our ups and downs
from side to side
My life is like a rollercoaster ride.
Your picked up
Only to be pushed back down
They give false hope to turn you pale
They say its love
Then he runs off
They say your healthy
Then you die
From a not very known disease
They fill your head up with lies
So your hope flies away
On the delicate wings of a butterfly.
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I know that people hate me
I know its okay to cry
But why do I feel like I want to die?
People trash me,
Throw me aside like garbadge
And make me cry.
I hate my life
It's the worst in the world
Oh father come home
And save me from my life.
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I f sadness ruled,
The world would be bare,
And none would wear a happy face.
Crying would be everywhere.
Hateful faces,
eyes pleading to be saved from thier eternal damnation,
no Jovial places
And when somone was happy they died.
Love would not exist
This is because the people would be happy
and you know what,everyone would love oly themselves.
Death would bring the ruler joy
Birth would send in to a tirade
And lovers running off to happiness
Would be caught and worked to the bone.
Narcissitic people would be the richer and that would make them all the sadder,
Their children would got to school and learn about times of despair.
that would shove the happiness down their throats.
so if one is always sad and never glad
they would be favored in king sadnesses eyes
So why not go and live in this hate filled kingdom,
With none to love but your sadness and yourself.
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As I close my eyes to sleep
I suddenly realize my feelings
Deep down inside,
Like an elephant trying to hide.
My heart can't hold them anymore,
Like a waterfall breaking down a door,
A girl realizing it's to late,
To get inside the safety of the now carefully locked gate.
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Who is the one to hold the hammer?
Who is the one that holds the needle?
If someone can shatter
Than someone can sew.
If someone will light the flame,
Than someone will put it out.
Can somone so easily shatter and hurt?
If so, can someone give it TLC to fix my shattered heart?
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Walk in my shoes for a day,
Travel my road for a mile,
Take ahold of my steering wheel,
Go ahead you drive for a little while!
See how my life feels.
See through my eyes for a time,
Have my problems for a day,
Let me show you the way,
So you can travel my road for a mile.
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I'm hiding from the world
My fears, my life
The troubling past
And my feelings inside
I can't run,
I can't hide,
But I can try.
Deep in the corners of the forest of fear,
Darkness looms before me.
Eating and consuming me
Trying to find my inner heart.
Wishing that it could pull me out of hiding.
Make me afraid,
I try to hide more,
As darkness surrounds me,
I know
Fear abides in me
Hiding,
Trying to eat me away,
When this mask of mine slips away,
All will be fine,
Until vengence is MINE.
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