watching the bodyes hit the floor
watching there images of what they once were
just braking into pieces
their blood all over the ground
you try to have syphotyy, but nothing comes
yuo try to hide the reflection, of your decaying soul...
heart...
but you can't
so you rip your heart out
and smash it on the ground
you jump up and down on it
to smear it on the ground
you cry and cry
you can't stop
you don't know why your crying
you just are
so niw you hold yourself tight
rocking back and forth
with blood all over your legs and hands
you cry then you pick up your heart and throw it
as far away as possable
so then you will never have a broken heart again
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My life dreams and all that good crap
i'm 14 i have blonde hair,blue eyes,don'y know what to write about
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someday you will see...the retched side of me
