In Pieces PartOne
Did you enjoy?
Ripping my heart out.
Was it fun?
To give me false hopes,
To toy with my mind and emotions.
You're a liar,
You said you loved me.
Was that a lie too?
You said she was "just a friend"
But was she "just a friend" when you were all over
her.
Now because of you my heart is now in two.
It hurts,
I'm bleeding can't you see.
My sirt is stained with your lies.
The pain is almost unbearable
There would have been less pain, If you would have just shot me.
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