Understand this; if nothing else.A Poem by Time.
Let us get this straight. You hurt me, not the other way around. My heart is a heart, not a chess piece, You can’t move me to and fro as you please. I am me, I’m out there soaring I was always meant to be free. You said that you understood, I now see you never could. You tried, even if you lied, once, twice.. enough. Being hurt, rips you apart, But with my life I may finally be able to start. Live well laugh plenty and love much, Be careful not to fall subject to a womans touch, Cruel uncaring and cold, once you’ve been used you become dried up and old. Onward over the rainbow I do hope you find your gold..
© 2012 Time.Author's Note
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Added on June 24, 2012 Last Updated on June 24, 2012 |

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