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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required No matter where I am I will always be condemn My heart will bear the blame Slowly dying due to shame No matter who helps me bear this pain My body will continue to strain My heart bears a knife Making horrid sounds like a fife As the world continues day by day My mind falls into dismay My heart slowly sinks into a pit Rejected of being acquit So now my world goes into a seclude Doing all I can to collude From my heart that is slowly dying As tear streams down my cheek for I am crying Devastated from fear and pain Lost in an unknown terrain For my heart has collapsed and caved in Now sounding like a broken violin Now I sit here staring off to space My mind left Earth leaving no trace But my heart remains aching While it is quivering and shaking Fear and pain slowly wraps around my heart While knives are thrown at it like a dart My heart weeps twenty-four seven With no chance for it to be in Heaven Tears and loneliness slowly dominate Grouping up and causing my heart to constipate Now my heart is torn and wounded It's soul unable to be lucid And this is my story Of a soul who lost all its glory For his heart is nothing but open scars Like those burnt out stars This is the end and not the beginning The end of a heart that is slowly thinning Until it flattens and rot like a humus For he is now nothing but useless
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