I could speak a million words and still never reach you
You can talk all you want
In the need I still know it was all untrue
Some people were born without a heart
Mess with them and you will be left with scars
They will take you for their slave
Destroying every part of you that once was brave
Never letting go of their pride
Not able to take the heat
Nor acknowledging
They Lie
ALK
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Author:
Amanda Klessig (Sunshine) (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 11th, 2024 22:36
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Sadly sunshine, in life there are givers and takers. You write here of a taker. Incapable of giving anything but perfectly capable of leaving a broken heart. I felt your sadness.
Thank you for the wisdom and the acknowledgment. I appreciate your feedback and compassion.
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