Broken Hearted

Broken Hearted
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You become a distant memory.
Im thinking to myself, this is exactly how it outa be.
Anxious to see what the future has instore for me.
and I was so proud to see how much I’ve grown,
if it wasn’t for the heart breaks, I never would’ve known.
since you left I was doing so good,
but when I was you again, feelings came back that never should.
me ? broken hearted ? No one could tell,
because I promised myself I wouldn’t fall, until I fell.
and now my heart again, is locked up in a cell.
but something about this story is amazing to see,
how of course you meant the world to me,
but my eyes just refuse to leak,
like my tears know it isn’t worth rolling down my cheeks <3





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