April 4, 2010
The heart is loved once... it's torn into a million pieces; with one rip you shed a tear of pain the heart drops a tear of blood in, in grief,and in hurt of long lastin pain!!! The final piece is being ripped the puddle of blood on the floor. The very last drop of blood splashes on the puddle of blood, you sit there in that puddle of blood crying from the pain!!! You see the pieces on the floor trying to put it back together! you tell yourself not to give up then finally you give in and say "I GIVE UP!" and the pieces in your just make you fall to your knees and "I HAVE A DYING HEART!!!" You stay silent and go into a deep restless eternal sleep forever....

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