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The Day My Heart Died

A heart without a purpose, has no words to be said I look at life like a little child. Suffering with hate, love, guilt and envy What has life become to me. Love has casts a shadow, with a knife that stabs me endlessly Choices in life are cruel and my life is unspoken for. I never had love in my life, my heart was never filled I try to control but now, I'm blown up into pieces. Who said that love was all mine It played me like a fool and I'm stuck between the two. I hated what I become; the meanings are more than one And the nightmare always came back Lesson learned is that everyone is perfect, I'm just unknown Trust was never an option, just an excuse. Life is just holding me with a string The string is unbreakable, please somebody save me. I've always been confused, but the truth is being told I've always knew that the truth would soon break the mold. Hardly anybody understands me, to what I really seem. My heart is now dead, I am who I am, if you know what I mean.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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