Bleeding Heart
Reconstruct this heart
The one she tore apart
She reached into my chest
Right between my breast
Took hold of the beating thing
Her eyes shined and gleamed
I felt the fire being snuffed out
I hit my knees to the ground
She held it in her angelic hand
I tried to reach out and
Grab my heart and put it back
Then she crushed it, crack!
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