Me and You

by clare   Feb 23, 2007


We were different, it was fate, we were meant to be,

I sacraficed it all, I gave myself completely,

I pouted my lips and he loved it,

I gave back as good as I got,

Maybe because we are the same,

My soul swooned,

I went mad for him,

And now he is gone,

There is nothing left,

A howl bellows from inside, could this be hell?

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