viernes, 9 de diciembre de 2011

You're not sorry

Breaking me right from the start, with your words and whatnot. You'd think, with how strong I look and act, that I'm bulletproof, but I'm not. You make me shiver and not pleasantly, you are making my stomach knot.

We're the same, yet so apart. You keep on breaking me, I forgive you right from the start. And I wonder for the umpteenth time if you still think of me as the one wh0'd cure your wounds when you'd fall. If you remember the blows I took for you all the years gone by.

Just say sorry, and the idiot I am will forgive you, cause all the blood I may spill is your blood too. But you're not sorry. You're never sorry.

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