How
you thought you knew what's best
so you cut a sore in my chest
the choice was mine to make
instead you put my heart through a stake
it's too late to reverse it now
you asked for shame I asked you how?
how could you block my heart from someone already worlds apart?
how can you decide what's best for me
when I live in another reality
they say that sores will heal with time
but that may not be true for everyone
the sword you pierced my heart with soaked in poison
only blackens my heart of mine
you asked me how I feel
I only questioned how this could be real
you wanted my apology
but all you got from me
is a heart black and cold
ripped by you for being bold
and all I'm left with now are fragments of a heart
and the question how?
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