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stop messing with my heart
Contributed by
bleedinheart
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Monday, 8th November 2010 @ 10:56:34 AM in AEST
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EmotionalPoetry
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Stop Messing With My Heart
Please stop playing games with my heart I thought we were over Until you rang asking why did I ignore you? Then we fought once more again And my heart it broke again This time it was over You were gone Once again I cried trying to forget you But how can I forget you when you text me Asking me what was I doing tomorrow What do you care? You broke my heart You made it sound like we are happy And because Im weak I gave into you So we planned to go off My heart dreamed maybe this time it would work I wait all day for you to text But never did my phone go off Why did you do this? Did you try to hurt me more? If you did you have succeeded As once again you broke my heart
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Re: stop messing with my heart
(User Rating: 1 ) by duff on
Monday, 8th November 2010 @ 11:08:44 AM AEST (User
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A write full of feelings and pain. I admire how incredibly genuine these words are. No games just pure emotion about how that certain someone has no idea how much hurt they are causing. Well done.
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Re: stop messing with my heart
(User Rating: 1 ) by Cryptiss on
Monday, 8th November 2010 @ 11:13:30 AM AEST (User
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i feel your emotion in this poem i have been there and felt it all before my good friend is going through something like this at this moment and we all must learn to be strong and delete those people from our lives if they cause us pain. |
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