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When will I learn


When will I learn? When my heart stops beating or when I am tired of picking up the pieces?

When my lungs stop gasping for air or when I am tired of giving my breath to you?

That's the funny things though, I will never stop fighting for you

but you stoped fighting when I said "I love you" 

I feel, I hurt, I cry, yet but I guess you think I don't

and you just sit there on your throne

of  lies and shattered glass

Blame me if it is easier 

but please go easy on her

I hope she learns

but I guess I won't

 

 

 

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