Thursday, February 3, 2011

Once broken, consider sold.

No full stop. No the end.
Cause your endless lies always spill over.
Sorry-S 're just one word four letters form your mouth, without any meaning.
I hate that. Sick of that.
You know that, but you did again.
Take my trust and forgiveness for granted.
What more do you still expect from me?
I got nothing left.
Forgiven ≠ Forgotten

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