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My Personal Jar of Hearts
My heart breaks all over at the mention of his
name. And yet, it still cries out for him.
But I will not give in. I can fight my own demons
but those who carry heart arrows are the hardest to kill.
Wielding the blade of hate, I will murder every one of those
little heartless bastards. And I will keep their broken arrows
in a jar, my own little jar of hearts.
name. And yet, it still cries out for him.
But I will not give in. I can fight my own demons
but those who carry heart arrows are the hardest to kill.
Wielding the blade of hate, I will murder every one of those
little heartless bastards. And I will keep their broken arrows
in a jar, my own little jar of hearts.
Published 5th Nov 2011
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