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valentines day

every year on the same day
there is the word i can't say
it doesn't exist in my heart
that was torn apart by the thorns from my rose
every waking second my life ticks away
and it's my life that lies broken
and there is no amount of joy that hasn't been taken
i used too think i knew what this day meant
but now i see what it truly means
no longer is it about love, only money can speak those words
instead of writing your own card, we must take the easy way out
instead of making dinner, we have to eat out
there is nothing special about this day
we can barely get the strength to say those three simple words
i love you.. but will this day ever have meaning again?  
Written by jeffmunoz1989
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