Im your everything, you said it once
am i oxygen or did you just lie?
am i your heart or did you get a transplant?
am i the one you cant live without?
when you whispered thru my ear and held my hand...
was it all an act?
the roses you gave me
are all dried and dead
now laying on my bed.
You said it meant love
the color red
Now they're brown
do they mean hate?
By Winy :)
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