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Created on: April 30, 2008
Never again..
Never again will i allow you to hurt me
you've used your last bit of me, before i knew
i believed in us , i believed in all of you
breaking through the hurt was the first thing
realizing happiness that only true love can bring
you'll see me again, wishing: wondering: wanting
asking yourself questions they're... haunting
I won't be angry, distasteful or unkind
the best revenge is success- ha, ha... I'm fine
Sometimes you don't know you've crossed the line
till you're on the other side, then it's to late
we were close once ,but my heart you never did appreciate
Confusing love has no barren on my thoughts of me
i look through my own eyes and love what my heart can see
this is not a confession of a love lost and waiting
it's about a fact finding mission of me, ha ha...why you hating?
Never again will i trust you with all of me
I'm worth more than you gave, you didn't believe or see
I have moved on, long past the pain and the tears
I missed you once, now i just send you good cheers
i hope it's all well, for me it's all good
i smile as i go, progress in motion, as my life should
i didn't shrink away and die, like I'm sure that you guessed
I'm walking in love, my steps have surely been blessed.
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