May 1, 2011
Promise means nothing to you.
You always say you hate to see me hurt, and you hate to see me cry. So all those times that you hurt me, did you close your eyes? You asked me what was wrong, I smiled and said nothing, when you turned around and a tear came down and I whispered to myself... everything is.
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May 1, 2011
Promise means nothing to you.
You always say you hate to see me hurt, and you hate to see me cry. So all those times that you hurt me, did you close your eyes? You asked me what was wrong, I smiled and said nothing, when you turned around and a tear came down and I whispered to myself... everything is.
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