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Jar of Hearts
he is a breaker
destroyer of lives
who feels no emotion
through all of their cries
they beg,plead,cry
for him to stay
but he just ignores
and with their minds he will play
he hurt them
to him it's a game
those hurt girls are ripped pieces of art
it gives him fame
and thus was born the jar of hearts
jar of hearts
hearts in his jar
once he gets the girl's heart,they won't make it far
but when he broke a certain girl
who was already broke
who was faint but strong
the game was put in a whirl
she was angry, thoroughly pissed
she couldn't beleive that that monster was the boy she kissed
she got the tools that would make his demise
she imagined his pleading loud cries
she imagined the pooling tears in his eyes
she would make him pay for all of his lies
after it was done
she took the jar
and she searched
wide and far
for all the girls
who had been in tears
the ones he hurt
brought reality to their fears
they were all grateful
the holes in their chests mended
and now that he's gone
the game has ended
like this poem if someone has taken your heart and put it in their jar!
destroyer of lives
who feels no emotion
through all of their cries
they beg,plead,cry
for him to stay
but he just ignores
and with their minds he will play
he hurt them
to him it's a game
those hurt girls are ripped pieces of art
it gives him fame
and thus was born the jar of hearts
jar of hearts
hearts in his jar
once he gets the girl's heart,they won't make it far
but when he broke a certain girl
who was already broke
who was faint but strong
the game was put in a whirl
she was angry, thoroughly pissed
she couldn't beleive that that monster was the boy she kissed
she got the tools that would make his demise
she imagined his pleading loud cries
she imagined the pooling tears in his eyes
she would make him pay for all of his lies
after it was done
she took the jar
and she searched
wide and far
for all the girls
who had been in tears
the ones he hurt
brought reality to their fears
they were all grateful
the holes in their chests mended
and now that he's gone
the game has ended
like this poem if someone has taken your heart and put it in their jar!
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