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why did you have to tell me that you love me more than anything?
why did you have to say such pretty words?
words that you cannot keep.
and all these images keep replaying like a broken tape in my head.
and all your words keep repeating themselves like a mourning girl who regrets her unspoken love.
why did you have to sound so sincere, when all you ever did was break my heart?
you don't deserve this love, but i'm giving it to you anyways.
and you give me the credit of the thief; but the irony is, you stole my heart.
i don't need this pain, but i'll hold it for you still.
i'll put my broken heart aside,
and button up my smile.
i'll pray that pretty girl smiles at you,
and melts you with her beautiful charm.
i'll beg your best friend to mend the broken ship between you two,
so you'll have someone to turn to again.
and i'll sit here, torn but
i'll still smile at you
smiling at her.
our love is your past
but mine's still living for you.

did u read my mind when you wrote that...

thats beautiful..it explains things i can personally relate too.
i like your style also, you make everything flow and fit nicely.


ps i added u on myspace, incase u were wonderin who nastytactics is

Aw, this is such a bittersweet poem, I like the irony you used.
It's sweet.