Broken Girl..
Been Hurt Over The Years , She Has No Love
To Give Nor Knows How To Recieve ..
When She Speaks It’s Like Pouring A Bottle Of Tears
Labeled Pain ..
What Is There To Gain ?.. As She Constantly Re Visits The
Past , Traveling Down Memory Lane , She Wears Happiness
Well..
But Look Deeper As You Undress Her Clothes , You Can See
Much Heartache And Many Scars From Places Others Dont
Know..
Her Past Isn’t Tainted Although Her Smile And Laughter
Is Painted .. If You Look Deep Into Her Eyes There’s An
Ocean In Disguise..
Someone Comes Along , Doing Just Enough Playing A Part
, Taking Advantage Of Her Weakend Heart .. Nor Seeing
Through This Tainted Facade She’s Believes it’s Worth Breaking
Her Heart..
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