pathetic love
bleed, bleed, thats all she ever does. her heart bleeds on and on for him. she loves him shed do anything for him but he would rather watch her die inside instead of hide inside. to end this acking pain in my heart and ended up tearing me apart did you love me
no you loved her and youd rather have her by your side then me and now as i try to understand your heart i take my knfe and cut it out for you. as i cry in pain heres whats left of the heart you knew
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