July 1, 2010
By Anonymous

Sometimes i wish for someone to sense my weakness.
For someone to save my soul.
That one person who can repair my damaged heart.

Can anybody hear me?
crying out.
Can anybody heal me?
from the hurt thats come about.

I shout as I'm sparawled out accross the floor, picking up the broken pieces of my own heart.
Someone fix me and make me unbreakable.
Someone please take away all my feeling.

Bring me rage so i can tear him apart.
Bring me a doctor to take out my heart.
So everytime he walks out the door i dont hurt anymore.

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