You beg and plead for me to see you
You took my heart and turned it into a knife
Then gave me it back, pointy end in sight
Others look to people and remember memories they had
When I look at you I remember the memories I wished
You say you've changed but we both know you haven't
So I now take your heart and turn it into a knife
But instead of giving it back I shove it right out of sight
So you can beg and plead but you'll never see me
When your sharpened heart stabs you at night
Think about what you did to mine
©keirabeech
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