Stupid promises

by SheFlowsThroughMyVeinsLikePosion   Nov 18, 2008


The scars are my story, of all the times i was lost

I ran out of options, my flesh became the cost

Each has a memory, buried deep down inside

To remind me of the times, i fell of the ride

The blue prints of my body, show were i lost hope

They will show you the moments, where i just couldn't cope

The will show you weaks, slight signs of defeat

Where i broke under pressure, crumbled under the heat

Dont use what you find, sinply to make me fall

Cause if i give you my heart, i give you my all

These scars are reminders, of another broken heart

I now hate promises of ,"Baby, i wont tear you apart"

So think twice before you use me, think twice before you start

Dont bother loving me, if you plan to break my heart

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