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Those thorns remind me of you..

The wilted rose has been lying there for awhile, the color has lost it's shine.
Just like I thought I would see you another time.
You sort of remind me of the thorns,
Because you hurt me time and time before.
Where has our love gone,
Things just turned out all wrong.
You love, then you hurt, then you love again.
It's a cycle without an end.
Sometimes I just wish to forget all about you.
But it was you and me and then her and you to.
Love ain't supposed to be that difficult, if so then your not supposed to be together.
You weren't supposed to be my forever.
So as that rose dies, so do we.
Letting go of each other, setting each other free.
Now as I walk down that street,
So many characters, I wish to meet.
You had your chance,
For a beautiful romance.
But we weren't right for each other,
We weren't each other's forever.
Several times you lied
Several times I cried
It's best to say goodbye
That way I will never have to cry..
©terrylin53