Buried Hearts

December 1, 2010
By VLythia GOLD, Dallas, Georgia
VLythia GOLD, Dallas, Georgia
12 articles 2 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Guys, I think I'm gonna join clown school... But that means I have to grow size 15 feet and a big red nose. Naw, I'll just learn to fake it, but that's after I get an afro."

It's too bad
That things turned out this way,
I warned you.
I told you...

I ripped you to pieces
Like I said I would.
Go ahead, damn me to hell,
The damage is done.

This was you mistake,
Mistake to love me.
You should've heeded their cries
And buried my heart.

I promised you
That I would steal your heart
And throw it away,
Then laugh in your face.

It's just so sad,
So pathetic
That you couldn't hear
My silent scream.

The author's comments:
A morbid poem about the feelings of a heart-breaker.

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