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I hate you yet I love you,
your happiness means more to me than my own,
even though it hurts me when I can't hear your voice on the phone,
you have broken my heart again and again,
but to me not caring about you would be the greatest sin,
more than anything else I hate it when you lie,
because it makes feel like I want to die,
but thourgh the darkness a light shines thourgh,
that light for me has always been you,
you may sometimes make me cry,
but you are the only one on who I can truely rely,
so here for you I will always be to make sure you are happy,
even if I am not the one you marry.
- by Pixe stars |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/20/2008 |
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- Title: True Love
- Artist: Pixe stars
- Description: This is my idea of what true love really is... as described in this poem I just came up with. By: Jenny York (aka. pixestars)
- Date: 10/20/2008
- Tags: true love
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