Makayla

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Lead me on
Break my heart
Oh where should I start
Maybe the day in first grade when I fell for you
Or the day I died with you still on my mind
Or the hospital and the wheel chair where you found me hopeless
You said you loved I
You said you and I where to last
You then said you where lonely and I was just there
Your fist became brutal
Your words cut like knives
Your hands soared down other guys
Your smiles became hell
Your kisses became sour
Your love became poison onto my soul
Your loving embrace ripped through my sanity
You yourself are and always will be the devil that once broke me.

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