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Broken Heart Street
Hopelessly lying, in a dying bed of depression, miserably crying, while trying your confession. Blackening walls, and halls of a fading youth, Gruesomely calls, of gnaws towards the truth. Fading beauty, so snooty to those content, wailing a duty, sooty, those content dissent. Towards a failing, unveiling of bloody torment, concealing the name of shame, not so innocent. So cheap, sinking deep, into a sea of emotion, I weep, at the reap of sowing our lost devotion. I shudder with stutter, at a marital decapitation, you utter, like no other, at a romantic prostration. A defile and vile odor is cast amongst the decay, I smile in denial, as those lost lover’s betray. Sinking deeply within, our sins have been fed, doses of greed, they feed till all beauty is dead. Take cover in the pain, remain emotionally numb. Hide within the sin, wherein you succumb. Tread the waste, and taste the defeat, of a shattered, tattered passion down on Broken Heart Street.
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