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Shamed, Blamed


First it's just a push

A shove

A hug 

A simple brush of the hand

Then it's a hold

Or hand on my thigh

It feels odd 

But I don't want to be a cry

Baby, it's okay

You can trust me

I won't take it any further

Than need be

But you lied to me 

And now any touch 

Turns my veins to fire

I'm just so

Tired

Of trying to please

Please, don't leave me

We'll always be friends, right?

Of course, just stay with me tonight.

You were supposed to be different

But maybe caring wasn't really your thing

I trusted you

I thought this would be different

I dreamed it would be better, I hoped it would be special

You had my heart by a string

But pulled it so fast you ripped it in half

My first broken heart

You did that

You left a hole in my core

 

I guess, we're just not kids anymore

 

 

 

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