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Picking up the Pieces
Your crawling on you knees again
broken for all your pride
and I told you that it was pathetic
and that you will never change.
I listened to your words
as I always have
and you want the same thing as always
for me to pick up the pieces.
I am neither your toy or your tool
and your games have grown tired
and again in this life
your the fool.
its a little mean and i haveno lue who u wrote it for but i think they need a hug after this
good job:) (pain is a god thing every now and then)
ash
Much Love
Ashley