Tuesday, March 28, 2017

You drove a knife

You drove a knife
Right through my heart
When you said
You wanted to part

What went wrong
Please let me know
I thought what we had was gold
Or more presious than any gem
Why did you shut your heart
Why wont you let me in

Well if this is the way it must be
Goodbye
I'll miss you

Good luck to thee

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