Really Done It This Time
This hole in my chest
My opening breast
A chasm forming slow
It just goes to show
You’ve really done it this time
This pit of my being
A tragedy you are seeing
My heart belonged to you
Then you split it in two
You’ve really done it this time
Every hour of waking
I’m crying and shaking
Bleeding from what used to be
My heart, soul, and personality
You’ve really done it this time
I took a second glance
At our picture from the dance
And I gave you a second try
Now I’m screaming why!?
I’ve really done it this time
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