From my crying pen #4...
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When tears roll down my eyes every then and while,
You are the reason,
My wrong decision,
Your fake emotions...
I thought you loved me I gave you my heart,
You took it,
You shook it,
You played and crushed it,
I was waiting for you, thought you will come and heal,
But you all forgot,
You broke my promise knot,
Broken heart was all I got...
But time has changed, I have learned to survive,
I can fake a smile,
Don't need you within 1000 miles,
I know I was just a trail...
You are the reason,
My wrong decision,
Your fake emotions...
I thought you loved me I gave you my heart,
You took it,
You shook it,
You played and crushed it,
I was waiting for you, thought you will come and heal,
But you all forgot,
You broke my promise knot,
Broken heart was all I got...
But time has changed, I have learned to survive,
I can fake a smile,
Don't need you within 1000 miles,
I know I was just a trail...
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