Deceived

by Karla Gordon   Dec 8, 2005


Over and over again
I give you my heart
Trusting and believing
Your soul was sweet.

Look at my eyes
How cold they are
Like ice is how I feel
Over and over again.

You took a ice pick
Stabbing me in the heart
Over and over again
Leaving me for dead.

Being cruel and hurtful
Over and over again
Lying with no feeling
Heartless and cold hearted.

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  • 18 years ago

    by David

    Nice 5/5