It seems that when a good thing comes along something bad always counters it..
Cradle my innocence and hid it away from the world,
Put on my face each morning,
Packed up heart in a cardboard box,
Truth once seen in your eyes now lost forever,
Happy you seem to be away from me
I'll agree for this way we both win,
No reason for me to cry,
A broken wing once healed will fly one again....
I wish you luck, happiness in bundles...
My whole life i shall spend turning my heart to stone..
Caught up in my reflection cant recognise myself..
Dark eyes...
Pale white skin...
Pretend i shall that i'm happy for you but then die each day..
My punishment...
sentenced to eternity
As a broken heart....
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