Jul 09, 2008 17:51
Why do you play with my feelings?
I have been sincere, have I not?
My chest clenches time after time,
You play games with my affection.
I hold back how I truely feel,
To let what we have develop.
I trun a blind eye to your games,
But why should I let this go on?
I am sick of being unsure
Of your true feelings about this.
My heart has taken many blows,
I don't think it can handle more.
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