Category : Diary/Journal

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My heart's just a bloody pulp
And still takes hits each day
The victim of his drive-by hits
In a million things he'll say
I want to turn my feelings off
I want to turn back time
To before I was so stupid
To believe his love was ever mine
I long to erase the memories
The best times I've ever known
Cuz none of it was ever real
And that just kills my soul
I'm an invasion of my own space
I hate myself that much
For believing in the fairy tale
When he said that I was loved.