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Possibly Triggering - heartbroken
Heartbroken,
Torn from its secure shell,
Crushed beneath a
Boot of pain
Crying its own crimson
Spreading from my
Damaged organ of life
Dead inside,
Down for repairs
In need of repairs
The repairs which will
Never come to its rescue,
Only to heal
In shattered pieces of misery
Beatened and battered
My heart begs for mercy
Crying
Screaming
Pleading for someone to
Care, to understand
Tend to its emotional wounds
Murdered of happiness,
A brokened soul
Never whole again
Defeated, unworthy of concern
From others
Forever surrounded by blood of darkness
And pain...so much pain
To lay alone
On the cold, hard ground
Blood pouring from the
Wounds never to completely
Heal, permanent injuries
Which i cannot bear
Without the desire of death
To finally allow me life...
.....yeah, suckish poem...i dont care. its how i think almost all the time....
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