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She was yours

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Fireworks exploded in your heart

When she held your hand tightly

A gust of wind caressed your sorry soul

With the Hopes of brand new Joy

She was yours she told you so.

Her sweet words: nothing but lies.

She was yours you believed her

Pain and sorrow grabbed your throat

She was yours but no longer.

Oh, poor you,you believed her.

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I like this. It flows and twist and then mocks. Is the writer/speaker (the character within the words) jealous?

The_Unwanted
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I haven't really thought about "jealousy" but yyou can read it with this perspective in mind. I'm glad you like it.

melly
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nice. self-deprecating and raw.

Brandon_Hennen
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Thank you.

melly
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Wow, I haven't felt that gullible in a long time, and in an odd way, I miss it. That moment when you say "Ah, this thing called Love can hurt you." That moment of enlightenment is in the realm of youth, but even the old are made fools by Love....

Wow, I haven't felt that gullible in a long time, and in an odd way, I miss it. That moment when you say "Ah, this thing called Love can hurt you." That moment of enlightenment is in the realm of youth, but even the old are made fools by Love. The way you position your ecstasy against your pain, very well done.

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