Tuesday, April 13, 2010

I thought you were my friend

How could you do this to me?
I thought you were my friend.
I thought you would care.

Yesterday I may have seemed alright
But beneath that smile
Lay a shattered dream
A dying heart

Why did you do this to me?
When will you realize how deep you’ve cut,
How much you’ve hurt me inside?

I’m bleeding, dying
I wish I didn’t have to face tomorrow
For though it will be a new day
Darkness will envelope the rays of the rising sun

The glass cannot be repaired
The reflection will be forever cracked.
The reflection of the betrayed.

You know who you are.

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