The Fall

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    The Fall

    Once i thought i was happy and that i had it all, that was until everything in our lives fell apart and my heart began to fall.
    You said you loved me with such a passionate stare, how would i ever begin to know it was a lie from the beginning and you never did really care.
    What we once had has now all but gone, now all thats left are memories to help me cope and move along.
    Everything used to be great or so it seemed, was it ever great? Our love was something towards the end we just couldn't seem to consimate.
    As i sit here with tears flooding and stinging my eye's, you told me you be there to love me and that our love would never be compromised.
    It seems all along you were just wearing a mask, you once felt like my everything my best friend, as youd tell me we'd be forever and look into my eye's, now i know you were just someone i never really knew and just a fake in disguise.
    One day again i'll be fine, but this emptyness and pain in my heart isn't shared, no the burden is all mine.
    I'm alright, i'm making it day by day, as i drift farther away from the time i told you goodbye and left you standing there alone on that cold day.
    You killed me with softness and kindness of the heart, but i was just an insturment in you'r game played like string's on a harp till they broke and you tore my heart apart.
    Will this pain ever lesson or go away? I feel like i'll be locked in this darkness for ever and a day.
    If you could see the pain in me you caused, would you have done things differently or do it all over agin to be hurtful and just because.
    We are all human and we all hurt, and feel, and, bleed the same way,
    the emotions are the same for all of us but in different ways.
    Yes we are all human and we always hurt the ones we love the most, some times it hard to feel and say what we really need, love is over powered by love and sex and greed.
    We are humanand love hurts the most, but in time our hearts will heal with tenderness time, and forgivness, and hope.

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