Jazzy
Getting the Hang of it
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Post by Jazzy on Nov 24, 2005 10:17:01 GMT -5
this is a sequel of sorts to I Don't Think...
Backstabber
You broke my heart and walked out of my life Without a single word to say Stabbed me in the back with a three foot knife And simply walked away
You cracked my soul and turned your back on me Though you had said you'd stay my friend I only wish that you could see How much you've hurt me in the end
All those memories I used to cherish Now seem to haunt me in my sleep A part of my heart seems to have perished When I think of you, all I do is weep
Thanks for stabbing me in the back And leaving me to burn You put my emotions under attack I guess I'll take it as a lesson learned
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Post by Sam on Dec 3, 2005 23:43:19 GMT -5
You make it sound like you were naive. The depths of your brain have no limits, methinks. I love you passionately you let your soul our. Bon.
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