Feel that thing,
That thing in my chest,
It's barely thumping,
And that's what it does best,
I can't breathe,
I feel like death,
Emotionless and cold,
I'm not even taking a deep breath,
The tears no longer fall,
My emotions went flying,
You said that'd you'd stay with me,
I realize now you were lying,
Red and bloody,
A pain so blinding,
I'm searching myself,
It's the pain I'm finding,
Can you feel it,
That thing in my chest,
Giving pain to my heart,
That's what you fucking did best.
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You know who you are and I hope you feel bad,
You destroyed a cool person,
Who was too fuckin rad >.<
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Poetically Driven
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