I made your life a beautiful song
Sang and danced to your tune
We bothed loved the rhythm
But you destroyed the tape
You crushed the DVD player
Broke the speakers
And now it's my fault
You accuse me of breaking your heart
Tearing you apart
Meeting me was the best thing
That happened to you
So stop denying it
Accept its your fault
You had it all but took for granted
Don't blame me but your self
You wish the worse for me
But I wish you the best
My heart stopped bleeding
And soon it will heal.
©mara_pain
Life is a series of pain
©mara_pain
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