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Hurt by his own hand

He sits there writing his mind
Trying to write always words of kind
Filled with anger and madder than he'll
What made him this way: I will tell

She loved him like a mother with a child
All happy and free; running wild
Nothing could ever break this bond
If he only would've thought he could be wrong

It scared the shit out of him so much
It got to the point he fell out of touch
He ran for this was love he was not use to
For all she wanted was his " I Love You "

Love with no strings attached
Thier two hearts were a perfect match
He ran for as fast as he can
Only to be hurt by his own hand

He has drowned in his sorrow for hundreds of days
Filled with emptiness everytime he lays
Never to forget the times they shared
Now he's nothing to her; like she never cared

Replaying her parting words; that was a devils kiss
" It may take an enternity and maybe more
I will make you that you never exsist"

Now I sit here praying for a simple hi
Or closure just a simple good bye
Their is not a day that goes by that I think of
I hurt myself with my only true love
Written by Atropabelladonna (Atro)
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