I did it again,
I gave my heart out,
It hurts..
Because they ran with it and crushed it,
In their grip.
They had everything with me,
They threw it all out,
Knowing it would hurt me,
this is how I feel,
I'm not angry,
I'm not upset,
I am numb,
I hurt,
I feel like that knife twisted...
Once more... more crimson flowing,
Now more than ever...
I will wait...
Forever more...
Lost in this dessolate land,
Crying my blood soaken tears,
Dead to myself,
Dead to thy soul...
I cried and died once more...
I will wait...
Hoping the pain of lingering,
I will wait...
For all eternity...
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I like writing poetry in mine, if you wish You can look but beware you might have your heart stolen... or you might cry. Fore warning now.
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