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Broken

Time stops...

The air seems to freeze...

my heart stops beating...

and begins to bleed...

broken and dying, you leave me to die...

and walk away before i even start to cry...

the pain kills my mind...

and makes me feel so dead...

i guess you don't love my kind...

the kind that are well read...

so you walk away and leave me bleeding...

with no care in the world for me...

and you laugh as my heart stops beating...

and my eyes no longer see...




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