Alvin Rosa


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I awake with an ache that has me bent about to break, i can't think straight/ My mind is still in love and i don't know how much more i can take/ my heart is drowning in jealousy & stabbed by a lie/ starring thru cloudy windows right before my eyes & i couldn't see the truth.. i ask what do i need to realize/ so that my heart shouldn't feel something that isn't real/ oh, how i wish it were concrete to my visual for my hands to steal/ but i cant, i'm stuck to sorrow because i tend to believe everything is real/ i tear & my voice squeals/ trying so hard to keep the feelings inside i hate to reveal/ and its all because of you...
its all because of you....! ! !

Me, you say? it was you that changed! /
You promised things and promised those wouldn't break/
You told me that you loved me but your lies explained/
Things i wasn't ready to ask you, it was your fault again/
You cry now.. but who cried first?
Who was the one who was with you when your heart was dying w/ thirst? /
Remember when you had nothing? /
I made you feel like you were something/
Til this day you forget everyone but your feelings that today.. to me, mean nothing
I'm not sorry because you weren't sorry from the get/
You're only sorry you got caught, allow god to forgive, i wont.. im done with you, wish u best.

Submitted: Sunday, April 28, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 23, 2013
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