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Author: Technicolor Girl (T.C.G
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - General - Reviews: 4 - Published: 06-23-00 - Updated: 06-23-00 - id:36546
Its funny how you always say
I don't deserve to be hurt
You tell me how stupid I am
When I let myself get taken away in the moment
When I end up crying
For allowing myself the pleasure of touch
You don't realize I'm only looking for love
Or at least a real honest friendship
And then after all of your words
You saying how I deserve so much better than what I go for
You break me more than he did
At least with him I knew what I was doing
I knew it didn't mean anything to him
With you, you were my best friend
My source of happiness and giver of smiles
I let you take me because I trusted you
I loved the moment because I care for you
No, maybe not the same as a woman in love
But trust nonetheless
My trust is very hard to come by
And it took me a long time for me to give it again
And after all your valiant words
Your assumed loyalty and your tender praise
You snatched my trust and you shattered it
Took what you wanted and then told me it meant nothing
It did mean something
I let myself escape from my torture chamber of suspicion
For you I allowed myself to leave behind feelings of doubt
And after all of that, you just wanted the same thing he did
Well you got it
Are you happy
I'm sorry to say that I hope you suffer too
I know I do
Another peice has been broken, another crack
They say when you glue things back together they are stronger
But not really, more durable, but in the end much more broken and twisted
Not the same honesty that existed before
Just peices of something formerly beautiful
Each peice marred by the glue
I will repair myself, but I will not be the same



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