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[title] => Ripped Apart
[time] => 2009-07-18 12:22:36
[hometext] => Another song I wrote
[bodytext] => Some say its better to have loved and lost then to never love at all But they have never been on the receiving end of losing everything big and small Ripped apart Torn to shreds How did it end and where do I start? I don’t deserve this broken heart. First came the shock followed by the sadness And then the facts came together which drove me to madness All the times that you lied to me and all the promises you forgot to see I even got myself to look past it When you couldnt give a ***** I gave you my heart Along with so many chances But you took these as opportunities To leave my heart bleeding on the floor And still all I wanted was more But ***** all that Now im through On the floor with my heart Is where I threw all my feelings for you Cause I gave you my soul And it was all you could do… To Rip it apart And Tear it to shreds Oh wow did you end it, maybe one day you’ll regret it You didn’t deserve to break this heart. [instrumental bridge to the end] The anger is raging Inside all im saying Is “How could you play me?" When I counted on you to save me But you decided to erase me And now you can forget me… You ripped me apart And tore me to shreds You now want me as a friend? Well too late its at an end [comments] => 0 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 34 [informant] => ryanadams [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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