Her Love

by belladrunk   Apr 7, 2006


She thought she had a chance,
He made her life worthwhile.
Picked her up when she fell down
And gave her a reason to smile.

Until one day she was talking to a friend
About her love for that boy
But he turned and told her the truth
Told her that she was just another of his toys.

She carried on like normal
Told herself that her friend was wrong
But deep inside her broken heart
She knew he had been playing her all along.

It seemed her only way out
was to end her life
Sitting in her room
In her hand a knife.

Tears running down her face
His picture in her hand
What did she do to deserve this
She couldn\'t understand.

There is a twisted ending to this story
Something you didn't for see
That girl although she still lives
...is me.

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