Every time I look at you,
I see my past reflected,
Love to you is so very cheap,
And my love it was subjected.

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Why do I let my self get hurt?
Its not that I like the pain,
Your promises aren't worth the tears,
To you love is but a game.

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I hoped we had a chance,
I even believed it for a while,
But my hope it was easily broken,
Now I'm more fragile than a child.

~*~

Please just promise me one thing,
Although it won't last,
Let Chained freedom,
Be a thing of the past.
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By Siobhan
Date: 19/November/2003