Ironicaly,
you gave me life,
but you gave me death.
Patiently you glued me back,
yet I shattered into a million pieces again,
at the slightest touch of your betrayal.
Author notes
Credit:Amaranthine Lover for the phrase.
A contest entry
- life crumbles at the slightest touch. by amaranthine lover.
300 points, ended August 3, 2008, 8 entries
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Please tell me what you think as i'm trying to improve my english
Comments
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I really liked this, the idea was awesome.

