Broken, Taken
My heart has been ripped;
With pride I was stripped.
I felt my heart's last beat
Before it fell at your feet.
There's a hole in my chest
But the pain will not rest.
It kept on digging deeper
Making me feel emptier.
Night has been permanent;
It was a constant opponent.
In darkness my pain grew;
Tell me, what must I do?
I have swallowed my pride
But was brushed to the side.
What do you want from me?
Why wont you set me free?
I have already tried so hard,
Leaving me badly scarred.
Are my scars not enough?
Do you think I'm that tough?
My heart you have broken,
My pride you have taken.
What more do you need?
Do you want me to bleed?
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