Sunday, January 24, 2010

I Hate What You Do To My Heart

So I guess you found the truth
Why am I not surprised?
You could always read me like a book
Even when you couldn't
See my big brown eyes
I can't believe this
At all

I never could imagine this feeling
It hits me like a bullet
Stabs me like a knife
But leaves me feeling warm
Heated with relief

You're pretty clever
I'll give you that
You managed to break down
The wall I've been
Putting up for so long
But you'll leave me
Like they always do

Of course
Because I'm not a princess
And you'll never be my
Knight in shining armor

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