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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The doctors just confirmed it what deep down I already knew, I’m dying from a broken heart and there is nothing that I can do Do I laugh or do I break down and cry, maybe I will go with my third option and just deny, deny, deny They told me that there is nothing that they can do, so they hook me up to a machine that does nothing but makes me relive and see memories of you They say maybe this will heal me, maybe this will help erase the pain, but it only makes it hurt worse watching my life go down the drain They’re giving me fluids, pumping in as much as I am crying out, and telling me that things can get better, but I’m so far gone I don’t see how They mention a heart transplant, something I believe is absurd, it’s not like I am dying because my heart is sick, it’s broken and there is no cure Replacing it with another what will that really do? It’s not like the feelings will just go away and I will suddenly forget there was a you Can’t they see there is nothing there inside of my chest, that the organ that they see beating inside is only a façade of my every breath My heart doesn’t live inside of this body anymore, because you broke it and ripped it into a million pieces and stomped on it as you walked out the door I always told myself that you leaving would be the death of me, but I didn’t really mean it only metaphorically But here I lie in this bed struggling to survive, and where are you when I need you the most not right here by my side What they should really do is lay you down here right beside of me, and strap you to a bed and cut into your chest until you bleed No medication, nothing to calm you down, that is much too nice and something that you don’t deserve, I want to watch you scream in pain now it’s your turn That heart that beats within your chest beats just as strong as the day you were born, while you have done nothing but leave a trail of tears and hearts in your wake that you chose to burn I wish that they would let me do the deed and just finish you off, so that I could look into your eyes and see the pain I have brought So that you could feel just an ounce of the pain that I have lived and now am dying through, and once that heart is ripped out of your chest “My! My!” What will you do? I have a tough decision to make do I take your heart in place of mine? No, I choose to fight to live because the clarity in watching you die my love was nothing short of divine.
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