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My Emotions For Her
Give it back
That ugly heart you hold
Staining your hands
Like acrylic paint
Colors of confusion
Ran in circles
Never ending
Yet with a sprinkle of pink dust
It causes the site of cupid
With his arrow
Pointed at the wrong direction
Pushing you away from me
The face of an angel
Quick to pull you away
Just leaving me with nothing
But the glimps of a shooting star
A butterfly caught in a net
Not my net
Just another collectors
You would've been my first
The polluted sky
Keeping you from me
With no vision
Of my star
A balloon flying away
Something I can't catch
Left like child
Crying at a park
That ugly heart you hold
Staining your hands
Like acrylic paint
Colors of confusion
Ran in circles
Never ending
Yet with a sprinkle of pink dust
It causes the site of cupid
With his arrow
Pointed at the wrong direction
Pushing you away from me
The face of an angel
Quick to pull you away
Just leaving me with nothing
But the glimps of a shooting star
A butterfly caught in a net
Not my net
Just another collectors
You would've been my first
The polluted sky
Keeping you from me
With no vision
Of my star
A balloon flying away
Something I can't catch
Left like child
Crying at a park
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