Wednesday, April 22, 2009

crushed

my heart crushed,
like the a-b-c in a bowl,
it melt and floating around,
dont know where to go or what to be.
my heart crushed,
and the blood runs free,
but my heart still aches,
i'm still here, where i dont want to be.
i saw a knife,
a bloody knife,
it cut me open, tearing me apart.
the pain is unbearable, and i'm dying.
why did he do this to me,
why did she do this to me?
tearing my inside hungrily,
and i am dying painfully.
they are smiling,
together they are winning,
thats what they want,
they want to see me dying.
dying of crushing dreams...
'thank you'
your help had help.dying is what you want,
death is what you will get.

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