All She Got
By pierced clover
A sensation like no other
It's louder then thunder
A cut in the night
As she held the knife
Clenching her fists
Only wanting to be kissed
Feeling alone
Hold her in the cold
Wanting to be loved
But only to give and not to recieve
She thought he was sent
With all his charm
To take away harm
Realizing
Her love went to waste
And once again she gets a taste
Of her more than often heartbreak
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Copyright 2005 pierced clover
Published on Wednesday, April 27, 2005.
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