What We Don't Get
He told me he loved me and I gave it my all but then he broke us up
I'm torn inside and out from all the pain I feel in my heart
Whine, whine, whine you lucky girl for trouble has not strucked in your untouched world
Pain by words that cannot heal my wounded heart that has broken me more then you will ever be revealed
You can meant while I break behind your mindless mind
Don't say your hurt or broken you don't know the real of a darken life
But truth be told both hurt the soul and neither one can comprehend
The truth of it all is even if it is the smallest hurt you will still feel as broken as the one who has been crushed to days end
Pain is on the scale of what we know, not what other's know
© Copyright 2016 Amy Cook. All rights reserved.
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