july 15th, 2001 / eleven oh six pm

your actions hurt more than any weapon ever could
oh god please make this stop
i gave you my everything
you gave me your nothing
why do things always end in a broken heart
if it's not ok then it's not over
i'm not ok, but we're over
was there ever a we?
or is it just me
and oh god please make it stop
this pain in my chest
this pain in my heart
and oh god please make it go away
you could have said something
you could have told me the truth
you could have said something
and oh god please make it stop

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