Master .... For You
I need to love him
It is my job
He says he loves me ...
That he wouldn't hurt me ..
And yet my heart is broken
You should know who you are
If not then im yours no longer
My own will will be mine once more
You can't toy with my heart
I am not some porcline doll
That you can play with
I am real
I care what you think
When you tell me your not proud
I will not fall in love with you
Knowing that you will not be there to catch me
You have many others
That you say the same to
That you love
...so go find them ...
Leave me out of your games ..
Tell them to come to you
While i walk away
..... While i try to forget ... how much i thaught ....
You really loved me ...
-Samantha-
 DR RIBTASTIC · Wed Jan 18, 2006 @ 12:14am · 1 Comments |
