So sick.

by in spite of love   Jun 5, 2008


I'm tired of lying, and so sick of crying.
My heart isn't broken - it's dead.
I'm just stimulated, re-thinking somethings,
They just wont get out of my head.

My love, my stitched up wings -
He held me - to let me fall.
He took my heart, it shattered...
I walked into a wall.

I feel so lost, unsure and alone,
I feel like something un-heard-of - unknown.
I feel like everythings all just a loss,
I gave him my heart, and now I pay the cost.

This is what happens, I'm sure you all know.
When you give him your heart, your love you bestowed.
This is it, I've heard it, I know...
When you tell him 'I love you'.... you can't let him go.

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