I was blinded
I was blinded, till my heart got divided
Divided int two, I was like a fool
I got used then thrown away like a broken tool
I used to love you with my whole heart,
With all my undivided devotions,
But you never considered my emotions
I told you all my heart break stories,
I humbled my self to show you my true self
But you chose to hide your true self
But on the day you gave me a slap,
Was the day you showed your true self
I adored your smile from the first day we mat
I thought you would treat me like a queen
But it felt like I was a door mat
Guess that smile was a mask,
A mask to to cover all the bad you have done
You broke my trust, and there's no tool to fix it
Guess it was true when they said love is blind
I was blind to see all the good and the bad
I got stabbed on the back, and I kept it all in a bag
A bag in my heart that keeps all my bad memories,
and all my sad stories, as I'm sending me away from you,
Good luck to your next lover
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