Torn
Feels like I'm bleeding inside.Was it the effect you had on me?
How could you say it and leave me hanging like that?
Your words did not match your eyes.
This wasn't what I bargained for.
Don't say things and then be uncertain
Stop playing with me
I am not your toy.
Must you pressure me so much
And yet be unsure of how you feel?
Don't call me your Angel
I don't belong to you.
It was too good to be true
But I won't be a fool anymore
I'll mend this wound inside me
And go back to my world
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