Inspired by a backstabbing bitch I thought I could trust with my life. Thanks you help me write.
I can rhyme in every way, I can rhyme more everyday. But nothing shows the pain I've trodden, The tears upon the sheets are sodden. How could you do this, I was close to a kiss, I thought I knew you, But with the wind you blew. Far away, That's where you'll stay, Never will walk hand in hand, Footprints left in the sand. The path I've trodden, I've left sodden, With trails of tears, From...Read On