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Blood Stained Tears
I felt a pain so real,
The day you left.
My scars are nothing but reminders,
Of what we shared.
I cry out,
Wanting it to end.
Your love was the light
In my darkness.
You looked past the scars,
The guilt,
The pain,
And saw the real me.
The me no one else sees.
I lead myself to belive
That this was love,
That I would get past the pain.
I couldn't belive
That I had let myself live on.
Now I see why you left.
I am nothing,
Nothing but a helplessly lost girl.
You tried to hang on,
But had to let go.
It proves it:
Your strong,
Were as I'm weak.
I thought you were weak
For letting me go,
I thought I was
The best thing in your life.
I knew I was wrong,
But I just had to belive.
You put up with me for so long.
I couldn't help
But to fall for you.
I try to forgive you,
I truly do,
But I can't.
It's impossible.
As I cry these Blood Stained Tears,
I want you to be happy,
While I cry alone.
My love,
My soul,
Live with out me,
For my blood stained tears bring nothing but misery.
The day you left.
My scars are nothing but reminders,
Of what we shared.
I cry out,
Wanting it to end.
Your love was the light
In my darkness.
You looked past the scars,
The guilt,
The pain,
And saw the real me.
The me no one else sees.
I lead myself to belive
That this was love,
That I would get past the pain.
I couldn't belive
That I had let myself live on.
Now I see why you left.
I am nothing,
Nothing but a helplessly lost girl.
You tried to hang on,
But had to let go.
It proves it:
Your strong,
Were as I'm weak.
I thought you were weak
For letting me go,
I thought I was
The best thing in your life.
I knew I was wrong,
But I just had to belive.
You put up with me for so long.
I couldn't help
But to fall for you.
I try to forgive you,
I truly do,
But I can't.
It's impossible.
As I cry these Blood Stained Tears,
I want you to be happy,
While I cry alone.
My love,
My soul,
Live with out me,
For my blood stained tears bring nothing but misery.
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