My life was in your hands,
We had something,
And the secrets we shared,
They turned into you don't care,
I gave up all my shadows,
And that is the coldest truth,
And I said I would try,
I said now,
I already you my heart,
You're still somewhat empty,
And that is the sad part,
You had me looking for you,
Even when I couldn't find you,
I was willing,
And willoing has left me behind,
I'm above all this blame,
My scars bare no shame,
I loved you the best I could,
And I gave you my heart,
I would try my best,
But it wasn't enough for you,
And that is the sad part,
The coldest part,
And you know I paced you so far above me,
I placed you too far above me,
And I gave you my heart,
Like a flower in full bloom,
I gave you my heart,
Now you're love felt so damn empty,
And that is the saddest part,
My life was in your hands,
It's certainly now time for me to say good-bye,
It eneded with you . . .
The End
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