You have my heart
And I fear
That you have broken it
For I feel a pain
In place of where my heart use to be
My mind
Is wrapping around
These horriable thoughts
That you did it on purpose
That you never loved me
In my dreams
I scream
Glass shattering scream
For they are so terrable
That I fear they are true
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Dear Yashoda
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