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Thursday, July 26, 2007


poem for a certain somebody (you know who you are)
I HELD YOUR HAND

I tried to please but I failed
Falling fast over the broken rail
I held your hand and you held mine
I thought of you more than a rich man did his finest wine
You called me a liar and a cheat
I held back my tears and lifted my head high
I gave you my heart and quickly took it back as fast as I could
Trying to retrieve it before it was too late
I held my heart or what little was left in my hand
I gave you one kiss you gave me two
I laid down to try to sleep praying you were okay
I broke your heart and you broke mine
Yet we are still not even
I only have a little left so I give it to you
Ther is not much more pain you can add to it because its had its days
Here it is for you to keep or for you to give away
*hands you my heart and slowly walks away*
I thought a heart could only be broken once but I was wrong.And wrong again.

~You held my hand and I held your hand. stupid little me for trying to make you understand~


Goodbye and farewell

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