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The Slow Death of An Already Broken Heart

Die withered old heart
just die
I have no use
for you anymore

your the same heart that
let me get on the trust bus
that took me to let down street
the heart that drowned out my instinct

the heart that fell
for the beautiful liar
die already
pathetic fool

I'd kill ya if I could
your embedded deep in my psyche
I think ugly thoughts to keep the heart at bay
yet I hear it, singing its song of hope

I mentally vomit,
a broken fucked up heart
is like shrapnel of the soul
traveling about trying to ruin everything

again.


Written by nikkimoe
Published | Edited 17th Oct 2012
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