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my love

Oh, how my feelings for  you grew
oh, how they flew
rising so high, going farther than the sky
The way i felt for you, the feeling was all new
if only i knew what to do
I went every day with you on my mind
it was a slow kind of torture
my feelings feeding on me like vultures
picking and plucking away what was left of me
there wasn't anything i wouldn't have done for you
i would have given my sight, just so that you could see how i felt
i would have given my life, just so that you could live
but now i see that we were not meant to be
oh, how it pains me, how it stings
i'm slowly recovering from the wounds
but its still too soon for me to know
exactly what will happen, how i will cope.
hope for me is like a rope, slowly inching away from me
i try to hold on, but i slowly let go
because sooner or later i will hit rock bottom
my heart is in eternal isolation
oh how could my love for an angel
turn into my incarceration with the devil
that is hopelessness?
Written by lastday20
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