April 6, 2008
It's broken in two, dripping with blood.
It no longer beats because of you.
You tore it apart without a thought and now i can't put it back.
I hold my heart in my hands and feel the emptiness in my chest.
Does this make you feel good?
Does this make you happy?
My lives blood is dripping on the floor and all you can say is I'm sorry.

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