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Heartache

Sitting alone with nobody to love, watching time fly by fast every second, feeling the pain of loneliness, my heart beating slowly everyday, all the tears wasted, all the years taken from me, not knowing the feeling of love, all hope disappearing, all dreams are shattering, I find myself walking through a field with broken, sharp glass hitting every part of my body, each day I tell myself things will get better, but at the end of the day, all I receive is disappointment, as the pain of a broken heart grows, my body becomes weaker, staying in bed seems like the only thing that makes the pain go away, all I have left is my torn heart, and my life.......

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