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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Heart Collector
[time] => 2002-08-22 10:47:54
[hometext] => I wrote this to, yes, the same girl just after I said goodbye to her for hopefully the last time. Just a breif explanation: She had what she called "Memory Boxes" that she kept for old boyfriends and anyone who was a major influence in her life. In these boxes she keeps letters, notes, poems, gifts, dried flowers, basically anything you give to her. Enjoy.
[bodytext] => Here’s some advise for all you guys
Who treat girls the proper way Don’t be tricked if they won’t commit Some girls just want to play There was this girl that I once knew The girl of every mans dreams She was so sweet, she was so innocent Or at least that’s how she seemed I tell you these words for one reason Only to spare you from my pain But, I’m sure if you ever meet her You’ll be dieing to play her game This may seem like a fictional story But if you’re attached to your heart Do your best to stay away from this girl Or with it you will part She was so beautiful to the eye And so tender to the touch Love her if you dare But try not to love her too much She’ll take you out for a good time She’ll tell you her tales of woe She’ll stroke your delicate ego Till your feelings for her grow But make no mistake; she’s got a man Been with him for some time I know you can treat her better You’ll say, “I can make her mine” She seems as if she’s an angel Sent to you from above You’ll treat her as she deserves Surely you can give her real love Her head is filled with dreams Her eyes with so much desire Don’t say I didn’t warn you Deep down she is a liar She may tell you that she loves you Say all the things you long to hear That it’s you she really wants She’ll whisper love songs in your ear But please don’t be fooled She’s just playing her usual game At the end you’ll have nothing No glory, no fortune, no fame You see, this girl has a hobby Like none I’ve ever seen It’s not painting and it’s not sewing It’s just down right mean She searches for unsuspecting men And draws them to her web Steals their hearts, puts them in boxes And hides them under her bed I don’t think it’s intentional Maybe she does it without knowing Still, month-by-month, year-by-year Her collection’s steadily growing I know, you think with you it’s different For you, her boyfriend she’ll leave What do I know, don’t take my word Just ask her other best friend Steve She took his heart too And stored it with all the rest Now he and I have something in common The emptiness within our chests The problem is, her games not for two It’s played with three, sometimes four She’ll lift you up then cut you down And leave you helpless on the floor Don’t get me totally wrong Deep down she is a beautiful soul But all the bad in her past, she holds onto And it’s obviously taken its toll I really think she needs these hearts To help her through her days She doesn’t realize she only needs one If she gets rid of the games she plays I know it’s hard to imagine Though I’ve seen it with my own eyes So many names on heart shaped boxes Stacked in her closet, oh so high You can still try, with all you have But her boyfriend you’ll never be It’s impossible to wrestle such a past When you realize that, too late it will be She may tell you you’re all she’s ever wanted Her boyfriend’s definitely not If he were she wouldn’t be looking For the things he hasn’t got She’ll spin you around, up and down On a roller coaster you can’t stop It can be exciting, but you’re starting to see Roller coasters never end on top She’ll give you a bit more of herself If she sees you’re about to go She’ll tell you she cares, give her time She’ll say, “What you mean to me you’ll never know” In you she’ll bring out the best you have And even the worst at times She’ll have you giving her flowers and gifts Writing poetry and thinking in rhymes She’ll give just what you need to stay Not a bit more and nothing less Don’t question her on the lies she’s told For those she’ll never confess You may think you can save her Just as all the rest of us do But once you’ve fallen so deeply in love Who will be there to save you? If you can muster the strength to leave She’ll have you believe it’s your doing She’d sooner have you by her side as a friend An eternity of misery, just stewing She’ll take no fault for it ending You’re the one who walked away She never said you have no chance Only with him she’ll stay Now she has you wondering Should you leave or keep on trying I tell you to go or once more You’ll be left alone in bed, crying If you do manage to get out Be prepared to take the blame The last thing she’ll ever do Is admit she lost her own game Remember, I told you not to play But take my heed you did not And now your heart too, is under her bed In your very own heart shaped box I know, she stole your heart Like she’s done to so many before Took all you ever gave, returned nothing Till you could stand it no more Like all the rest of us before you Maybe she’ll come back, you’ll say If she does, be extra careful It’s another round; she’s looking to play She feeds off the love you give her And all the thoughtful things you do She’ll tell you anything to make you stay But she’ll never leave him for you You should have listened to the advice I gave But instead you went your own way Like everyone who came before you The same words I know you’ll say You’ll scream in the night, “I still love her” But did you ever wonder why? After all the pain she’s caused you After all the tears you’ve cried The answer to that’s so simple Believe it cause it’s true It’s because your hearts still under her bed And she’ll never return it to you She is a collector of hearts and souls Quite possibly her only flaw But you still believe the look in her eyes You swear it was true love you saw Though I warned you, don’t feel the fool Sometimes I still believe that look too Like me, now you’re left wondering Could it ever have been you? She told me she was in love with me Even after all the lies, I believed Then once again she changed her mind And once again I’d been deceived I know what you’re feeling all to well Because I still feel the same One day, like me, you’ll come to question Was it really love or just a game? And like you I still love her How can I not, she has my heart But she still has all the games too She’s got them down to an art I’ve done my best to move along But with her, my thoughts stay For the dream that I once saw Every night, I long, I hope, I pray To be honest, I’d play again I’d let her back into my life Under all this she’s beautiful inside I’d still have her for my wife So that’s the story I have for you Please believe it if you can If you happen to find yourself alone with her Don’t be one of those unsuspecting men [comments] => 5 [counter] => 197 [topic] => 31 [informant] => MisterRight [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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