aching hearts
You kept dropping my heart
I told you it was fragile
Now its as cracked as a glass doll
It pounds faster and faster until it breaks
My heart still begins to ache
My veins are black now
How dark you made my life
I feel like i'm being stabbed with a milion knifes
You just ruined my life.
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