Two parts.

Why I give my time, my dreams, my life, my thoughts, my love, my all in one for which, at one time, he will cast me to recycle?
No one deserves to go through what suffering is heart, but it's something you have to feel.
I said all I wanted from you and I were, flashes, our heart beating and a slowly look ... and now I've left off the flame, a broken heart and blind eyes.
You played with my innocence and I'm made ​​of two parts.

I will not fall again.

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