Torn

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    Torn

     Feels like I'm bleeding inside.
    Was it the effect you had on me?
    How could you say it and leave me hanging like that?
    Your words did not match your eyes.

    This wasn't what I bargained for.
    Don't say things and then be uncertain
    Stop playing with me
    I am not your toy.

    Must you pressure me so much
    And yet be unsure of how you feel?
    Don't call me your Angel
    I don't belong to you.

    It was too good to be true
    But I won't be a fool anymore
    I'll mend this wound inside me
    And go back to my world
     

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    GinasDiamond commented on Torn

    11-09-2009

    very good, if he dose not know how special you are then he's not for you. you are better off!
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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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